Abstract: New and Old
I like a clean screen,
free of old messages and memes.
Like a new novel or notebook,
I wish it had that new paper smell,
unblemished and pure and prepared for the next adventure.
But sometimes, I don’t delete the old.
Words of light delivered in a dark hour,
I keep them to remember what is good and true,
that Love is always returned to those who use it.
And why would I want to erase that?
