I want to have a pen palA Poem by Abigail MuddimanI want to have a pen pal. You know, The type of friend You communicate with through letters. No emojis, No read receipts, No “why didn’t you respond to me right away.” Simple. I want to have a pen pal; Someone who doesn’t need A daily text. I’m tired of being that person. I want to have a pen pal And wait excitedly for My next letter, Dreaming of all the things I could say that probably Don’t make any sense But they can’t really ask questions So they just have to deal With my weirdness. Hopefully, I’d deal with theirs too. I want to have a pen pal, Because a person’s handwriting Can tell so much about them. Like if they were in a rush; If they’re worried about something; If they really thought about what They wanted to say. Someone whose writing Is only theirs, And no one else’s. It’s an under appreciated art form. I want to have a pen pal Who knows when the bad days are coming Just from the way I say “things have been okay, I guess.” Who knows how to make me laugh Even though they’re not right next to me. Who knows that they’ll probably get A poorly written poem with Every letter I send to them. And they’re okay with that. I want to have a pen pal Who I can send The cheesiest of jokes to. You know, The ones that no one finds funny Other than me? Someone who might think I’m funny, Rather than just Awkwardly laughable, Though I admit that is What I am. Someone who admires Legitimate conversations" Without interruptions. Some with an open mind, Willing to listen to my ideas. I want to have a pen pal. It would sure beat The pals that I have here. © 2016 Abigail Muddiman |
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