Zhwoop
When sending out an I-Phone text,
I listen for the noise
That lets you know your text was sent –
It’s one of texting’s joys.
The sound is soft and sensitive;
It gently does convey
The fact your message made it through
And now it’s on its way.
A little tiny airy zhwoop
Describes the note I hear.
It’s like a subtle sigh that someone’s
Whispered in my ear.
I rarely text, but when I do,
The part that I love best
Is waiting for my confirmation,
Zhwoopily expressed.
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