Today’s prompt asks me to talk about a dull thing that I own and why I love it.
I write with a silver fountain pen,
I’m not quite sure how I got it,
I think it was from my grandmother,
Who claims that she had “found” it,
It no longer has the sheen a new
Hero pen does,
But it writes just as smoothly,
The shaft is long,
And easy to grip,
And blue ink flows fluidly.
If I ever have to pick one piece of stationery,
I’d pick this pen, no doubt,
When I hold it, I feel like a royal man,
Born with a silver pen, and a silver spoon in his mouth.