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My Friend Snatch
As we age we begin to see things and people disappear
We pray that we could still keep our family near
The small black glowing box now has become one of my best friends
Allowing me to see the past, observe the present, and view new trends
Snatch is what I call this plastic box of mine with its bright glase
My friend always near reflecting back at me with every phase
My silent partner permanently by my side always near
Snatch my best friend , my trusty ipad relieving my fear
I see my family past and present and can view them each morning
I can talk to them from far away love and feelings outpouring
I never thought that a little black box could review the past
And allow me to examine the present and the future so fast
My ipad a modern day tool I lovingly now call Snatch
Enables me to quickly participate in a world so vast
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Geezer
3 months 2 weeks ago
The burning...
question is, why Snatch? ~Geez.
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Clentin
3 months 2 weeks ago
I usually snath it up…
I usually snath it up before reading or using it! Should I change the title?
Snatch: to grab eagerly!