My computer, faithful, shows its age
It's going through a dying phase
As new programmes come on line
It cannot cope, or takes its time
To read the latest high tech file;
Smart attachments cramp its style
Its inner workings creak and groan;
For several months now I have known
It's past its best and though it tries
I forecast sadly its demise.
Faced with blocked screens, I re-boot
Alzheimers has attacked its root!
Decision time! It has to go
Now that its fastest speed is “slow”.
My work companion is wiped clean
A brand new laptop comes on stream.
No manual for me to read
So it's trial and error at my speed
My fingers soon will get the knack
With patience I'll be back on track!
(c) Poet in the woods 2015