My Regret
I never liked typing in school,
boring to me, couldn't follow the rules.
Mistakes I made, way too many to pass,
I believe I was the slowest one in my class.
I made it through, but by the hair of my teeth,
some folks might need it, but surely not me.
Now I need those skills of old,
I write poetry, but I'm way to slow.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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