Gemma

• Molly Butler, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2011

She wielded her pen with such purpose and focus, concentration etched deep into her beautiful features. Each line upon the paper was drawn with a delicate deliberation, the ink flowing out to create such intricate shapes and lines. When then picture was finished she capped her pen and sat back, admiring the way that a mere series of lines could come together to form so called art. She sighed, reveling in the feeling of complete absoluteness that finishing a picture gave her. Wondering how such a seemingly insignificant action could make one feel so infinitely happy.