You see a sheet of paper,

dip your pen and make a line.

That line becomes a shape,

give it a face and all is fine.

Some eyes to see, and ears to hear, 

a nose to twitch and voice to squeak.

Give them a life and a home,

they've a story to speak.

You drew a picture,

now draw it again.

Not the same moment,

but the next with your pen.

Just one drop of ink,

and it takes a breath of air.

With all the ideas in your head,

It just is not fair.

Put it down on the table,

You'll see it turn out.

It's coming together,

You'll scream and you'll shout.

Take a photo each time,

of all mice and all men.

It's moving, It's moving,

and it's only past ten.

I with never stop drawing,

with this dream in my mind.

To not ever love it,

you'd have to be blind.

If you love cartoons,

It's not hard to start.

No matter where you are from,

To animate is a work of art.

-by Alia Haig