PEN OF MANY COLOURS

Vanguard, I received a gift

From my Mama

I thanked Her

For I love it

Pen of many colours

And shades and sizes

I doddle with it

I fondle it at times

But above all I weaved

Yes! I weaved my first ever poetry

It was a Vanguard pen

That my Mama gave to me

Then I passed through the flaming swords

On July the sixteenth-

Lifesquare!

Youth blessed me

Thank you for colours

Oozing out of my pen

That my Mama gave to me.