WEB Eulogy

From out of History comes a great idea, a laptop computer, made from paper, having all the answers before you can ask a question. Now that is S M A R T.

By Arley Steinhour 100211

For anyone, who might care,

I have been two days, off the air.

Change of venue, in my lap,

laid on me, just like a slap;

As if the Web would never be,

I only had use of my 'local' PC.

Just like when PC's came to be,

No one to talk to except me to me.

I'd lost the world, nothing there,

Made me want to find, and pull my hair.

Great pain I felt, as I removed the PC hook,

I went to the shelf, and pulled down a book;

The Book, that has always been there for me.

The one called B I B L E.

No power needed, its words to share,

Great power needed to place words there;

Dusted my easy-chair, used only by me,

after I praised God, on my bended knee.

Oh, my PC has plenty, of Bible memory,

Bibles, writings, and commentary;

I needed revisit my God just as free,

As the days before I bought a PC.

I've said nothing new,, so don't give me that look,

Go to your own shelf, and grab your same Book.

God may be calling us to lead the simple life,

As He soon may be calling for His Royal Wife.

AMEN