by C.F. Leach

While looking at the computer screen
And mulling over some scribbly notes
Trying to figure what it all means
Perplexed by all the likes and votes

Listening to the oldies on Quiet Storm
Memories of days gone by
Tugging my creative arm
As I place these glasses on my eyes

Intoxicating notes float in the air
While I get lost in the beauty
Of catching the right key without a care
As I try typing the post — my active duty…

Because I’ve made a commitment
To God, myself and those readers
In finding the paths to their destined fulfillment
As they scroll and click through the features

On this website—one of many
That gives all sorts of advice from A to Z
In hopes this info sticks if any
While they navigate these cyber seas

With hopes of finding the right keys
That will unlock their understanding
As they desperately search to see
How to finally make life’s happy landing

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