My Living Journal

Beside me, 

staring intently, 

hugging my Pelican pen. 

I see it's questioning eye:

"Why are you ignoring me? 

Have I upset you?"

Guilt motivates:

Carpe calamum!

"Stare at me often, my friend.

I, too, appreciate the attention.

It's good to be missed," 

I say, as I 

seize the pen!