Cyber Life

Each morning sipping coffee while I look, Reviewing messages left in email, One click to check out life on my Facebook. A friend in Oz is sharing a sweet tale, No longer taking two weeks by snail-post, Instantly old letters begin to pale, A social existence but what is the cost? No love letters tied with ribbons of red, A way of life now seems to have been lost. The world is quiet, words no longer said, A text message has replaced a quick call, An alien tongue now spelt as it is read. Each morning sipping coffee while I look, One click to check out life on my Facebook. Form: Terza Rima Sonnet