My old pen

Hugging my soft pillow

As I gather my lost shattered thoughts

I reach for my pen

My best friend, my old fellow

How much I turn to you

The only one

who knows me deeply

Always there for me

through thick & thin!

You were patient with my childish dreams and my silly questions

Like why the sky was blue and not green

Listening to my chaotic thoughts and future dreams

You never judge

Only nudge

So tonight, I come back to you

To say thank you, my best friend and old fellow.