Another dull and gloomy day
too wet to go out and play
or to work in the yard or on the ponds
and finish the work that is taking too long.
Instead I sit inside and write
wielding the pen with all of my might
although I am not really using a pen
but something much more modern instead.
My computer now has become my sword
with it I can print out the word
and people can read what I write
much clearer than the pen and its might.
The words carry the same intent
regardless of the methods invent
as the computer is a writing device
and the words it prints are more concise.
Lucky for me they came along
for without it my pen would have no song
as clearly my writing no one can read
and my messages would be lost indeed.
So on my computer I scribble away
as fast as two fingers can make the play
and Spell Checker checks the words are correct
in case my fingers disconnect.
Actually, what can I say
I really like to write this way
and although my typing is not fast
the words I write I hope will last.
People can read and understand
the words I have written are not bland
and carry a message a story or two
be it truth or fiction, I haven’t a clue.