Learning to Save



While sending on the internet

I wrote a poem but now I fret.

For it is gone before it was read.

Only pieces of it are in my head.

An inset photo would make it right.

When I searched I lost my site.

I could have saved it in a draft.

But now it's gone. I cried, then laughed.

For it inspired this new rendition,

And now I am on a mission.

To learn to Save both work and soul.

I've found a purpose and a goal.

Unless we share the higher vision

we cannot "Save". Then what's our vision?

Inspiration lost is never taught..

"Save that idea!" "Hold that thought!"

Loosing my post was a hurtful rend.

Save before the journey"s end.

Rekindled hope was born from gloom..

Save because the end comes soon.


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