Ode to A Flip Phone

Your pictures were roughly the size of a nail.

I could send texts with the speed of a snail.

T9-Word, you treated me well.

Our time together was really quite swell.

I’ll ever forget the sound of your snap,

When I closed you up, put you down for a nap.

You didn’t have internet, your battery was dying.

If I said that I missed you, I’d probably be lying.

Half of the time, I didn’t know where you were.

Which made my dear hubby growl with a Grrrrr.

You know nothing of Instagram, or any apps really.

But don’t...