Memoir of Trinket

A bunch of colored quills

As bookmark

A modest gift from a pal

A few decades back

Her hesitation to attend

My birthday celebration

As she had not enough attire

To match the evening's dress code

Still lingers in memory

She managed to drop in

Before scheduled time

To handover her precious and cute souvenir

With drops of glisten sparkling from her eyes

She carried with elan her huge smile

Wishing me the best for everything

She vanished into thin air

Before fall of evening

We parted ways soon

Chose paths different to excel and croon

My heart is filled with tenderness

Each time I put the bauble on palms and caress

My nonage whispers in my ear...

We shall per se meet in the near future

As goes the saying " friends are forever."