My Hero, My Pride

My joy knew no bounds,

The day I got to hold you.

You got along so well,

As though, you knew me very well.


I enjoyed feeding you and

Staining my hands in the melee.

I guarded you up tight

From eyes that laid on you, their sight.


You coloured and styled my words

With your golden wand.

You became my partner

In my smiles and tears.


You are my prized possession

Which I flaunted with pride.

Hero, Parker, they call you,

My dear fountain pen, I love you.


Kirti V


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