I am grateful to the pen
For it has been my companion.
I am grateful to the ink
For it has been my joy all long,
My love and my Ken
I am grateful to the pen
For it understands my deepest thoughts.
I am grateful to the ink,
For its aroma is my muse
My love and my Ken.
I am grateful to the pen
For it speaks for me
I am grateful to the ink
For it voices out my complains,
My love and my Ken.
I will forever be grateful to the pen
For it will never leave me
I will forever be grateful to the ink
For its mark never dies,
And my works will speak forever.