I wanted to avoid a sad poem today, even though I am feeling a bit blue, so I dug up this old, short one. I wrote it for a an assignment on personification. Unfortunately, it' s not the same when it isn't read aloud. You need a short pause after "blink," but not enough to disrupt the flow of the poem. Anyway, any comments are greatly appreciated.

"The Notebook"

You give me a voice.

What I say is all your choice.

You scribble across my straight, blue lines

Writing notes, prose, verse, and rhymes,

Or perhaps a doodle when bored in class.

I am your record who shall last

And know all that you feel and think

For great thoughts last for but a blink of the eye

And it is my job to keep them alive.

I am simple, yet unique

For of your soul, I contain a piece.