Miraculous Pen

I thought you were just a simple gift,

But you moved my heart, strong and swift.

I met you back in fifth grade's light,

With you, my dreams took their first flight.

I showed you to my mom with pride;

She called you my partner, by my side.

You're antique now; I'll never trade,

Though you fade and leave me swayed.

Just a pen with which I write,

Yet you fill my days with light.

Will you be my pen pal true,

So I'll forever write with you?