The Gift

I gave a pen to Michelle as a Christmas gift, but I thought that alone was rather boring, so I gave her a couple poems with it. I first gave her one called, 'On Girls Lending Pens,' by Taylor Mali, (which was a long story all about how a girl had a ton of pens that didn't work,) and then I made one up all on my own. Here it is.

                                                                           Your Pen
                                                                                 by
                                                                    Kathryn R. Lawless

Don't worry about this pen

I've tested it through and through

But do be careful whenever you lend

A pen to a friend, be careful, you goose

It is nearly perfect, but for a few things

Socially, you should know, it is very inept

It is a little vain, and it likes to keep thin

And DON'T be surprised that it has a lot of pep

It has a hard time rhyming

Though it should never splotch

It has no sense of timing

So you should leave that for your watch

It also is awful at spelling

As I'm sure you can see

While I was testing it

It spelled 'bee' with a 'T'

As long as you follow these few simple rules,

You could not go wrong, my dear,

Come on, what have you to lose?

Leave it by itself? That would never do,

It gets very lonesome, VERY lonesome, it's true!

It is very loyal, very loyal indeed,

Never lend it to a friend, I am sure it would bleed,

Right on their shirt or pants or paper

Keep it to yourself; that is much safer

Don't ever trust it for spelling

As I've told you before

For how often it is wrong

There is really no telling

And here's one thing more!

The whole point of this isn't to scare you

But more just simply to tell you

This pen is very much like your little sister

And wants you to hold it whenever you miss her.

 P.S. Short version? I love you, and here is a pen from me to you!