Her Best Friend

I am blue. Although the most usual colour,

I am her favourite.

She holds me tight

and I am like her best friend.

At first she presses me

in order to wake me up

and then she does not stop writing.

I have written projects, essays, poems.

In the summer I am on vacation,

as she does not need me so much.

But when the school starts,

I am here again fighting with the blanco!

F. Kar.