The Pen Poem by Georgia Hindmarch

years ago you gave me
you gave me this fancy Swarovski crystal pen
that you bought
in a posh airport shop

i used it until
the ink ran out
and too carelessly tossed it away
into some old pencil case

it wasn't until
you ended up in hospital
pneumonia flooding your system
you remembered the pen

i remember the guilt
so clearly shown in my eyes
when you so sweetly asked me
if i could bring it to you to fix

i told you i knew
where it was (in a pencil case)
but then i returned empty handed
suddenly unable to find it

i think you saw through me -
i have never seen anger
on the face of my gran
before that moment

it was just a brief flicker
but it broke my heart
i said i'd try to find it
that it was definitely in my room somewhere

i emptied every nook of the place
for this pen that could bring
a simple piece of happiness to you
while you were confined to a hospital bed

it seemed like all hope
was gone and it was lost
until i happened upon it
by some great chance of the gods

you fixed and fiddled with it
from your medical prison cell
and soon it was
as good as new

a few days later
your scan results came back clear
you could come home to our care and comfort
maybe it was just a coincidence but

we were reunited
me, you and the Pen
and i shall now never
lose it again.