• I’m just a little ink blot,
    A smear upon your page.
    I gleam in your candlelight
    Under the flame’s hot rage.

    I could have been something,
    If not a wasted drop.
    An ‘a’ or a ‘c’
    Or a letter ‘i’ top.

    But sadly, I just sit here
    Watching my brothers write your letter.
    If I hadn’t fallen from your pen,
    I could have been so much better.