In a world of curves and lines
I find joy in my design
Ink flows free from my hand
Letters form at my command
Swirls and swoops in black and white
In calligraphy I take flight
Page by page I write my heart
Drawing dreams a work of art
Loving to draw calligraphy
It's my escape it's my fantasy
With every stroke my soul is free
In ink and script my destiny
Sunlight dims as I create
Lost in time it's getting late
Every letter tells a tale
In this world I will prevail
Feathers dipped in ink divine
Tracing stars in every line
Heartfelt words in fluid grace
Find their home on paper's face
In my room with random tunes
Dancing with my trusty tools
Letters speak and letters sing
In my hands they have wings