Monday, February 6, 2012

Object Poem: Desktop

Standing at my bedside
Dark and ever vigilant
Patiently waiting for my commands
Chosen by me
Built by me
Perfect for me
A provider of entertainment
A travel companion
A magnificent creation
And most of all
My friend
Desktop
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1 comment:

  1. AnonymousFebruary 18, 2012 at 10:16 PM

    Good choice. It has good flow to it and strong cadence.

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