July 22nd
On July 22nd, sometime the afternoon,
A small and black object fell into the ocean’s gloom.
And though I dived for it, a friend by my side.
I did not find this object, so in the ocean it resides.
It may have been high tide, but we were determined.
A lost cause though, the internet confirmed it.
And so I have lost my photos, my videos as well,
My contacts, alarm, and camera, in water will forever dwell.
The former irreplaceable, the holder quite easily,
And so I’ll get a new one, and look after it ceaselessly.
It was not the best of tech, so it was not the most expensive.
But losing my dear flip phone has left me quite pensive.
Copyright © Willow Prodigy | Year Posted 2020
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