Thumbing

I learned to type the proper way
Instead of hunt and peck,
Most often on a manual.
(Electric was high tech.)

But nowadays when texting
I’m pathetic as one comes
For I seem to be incapable
Of writing with my thumbs.

So every message I compose
My pointer finger taps, 
The right one only, I should add – 
No tangled overlaps.

I marvel when observing
All the mainly younger folk
As they thumb their words so quickly
While I, turtle-like, do poke.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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May 2, 2017 at 8:41 PM
Thumbing's a little different these days. :) Glad you weren't doing the other. :) As for texting on a phone, remember that comment in all caps I wrote a while back. Nuff said. :)
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May 2, 2017 at 2:38 PM
I got a giggle out of this poem. It made my day.
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May 2, 2017 at 11:50 AM
This was really cute and made me laugh because this poem could very easily be describing my as well. I loved this Ilene. A nice happy cadence is written into your words.
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