findings

While walking on the beach searching for treasures, i found a pencil. An ordinary, yellow pencil that has most likey been used in a school. The tip was broken and it was partially covered with sand and among rocks.

First i walked by it, but then i got to thinking.

For some a pencil is a treasure.

For some a pencil is a mystery.

But a pencil is also much more. You can du so much with a pencil and a piece of paper.

You can state love, breake up and make up.

Writing with pencils have started and ended wars.

It can change someones life.

It can make a difference, all the difference at times.

You can write a masterpiece.

You can connect.

remember a pencil is not only a pencil.