I'm Mac

By Rakesh Goneti

To God,

There once lived a girl.

Who loved to sing.

She always gleamed at my black screen.

As if I’m the most treasured in this wide world.

You created.

Not even Adam and Eve stood a chance.

When I’m full.

She loved me and wrote her heart out.

Even sang me, and cried.

When I’m missing a piece.

With her three swipes, I showed a new window of mine , everytime.

And smiled, when she compared my safari with the lame chrome.

Her song made my RAM full.

I ain’t slowing down a bit.

I hope she never slows down.

I might me someone’s , but will miss her.

My lovely owner.

Yours electronically,

Mac (e-tears*)

By Rakesh Goneti