Oh, my lovely shiny pink box of music and wonderment.
It is a joy to carry you in my pocket
or to wear you around my neck
while my favorite songs resonate from small buds in my ears.
You are small, yet contain the world.
You store all that is sacred and beautiful to me...
music, music, music.
There is never enough time in the day to
download CD's and clips from the Net
or to listen to every song
I have hence downloaded onto your minute hard drive.
You are compact
you are a tiny musical
that fits into my pocket.
I cherish you...
Letting the Days Go By
1 month ago