Phone Ode

Sometimes I wonder if my phone is really just a phone

What if it is my sister or my imaginary lover

It always is either sleeping or whispering to me

Staring blankly at me as I hug it

Warming to the touch when at feeding time

It chirps to me when it wants me to know the latest news

CoronaVirus It screams at me 

Stay Indoors It alerts me

Beware it will drop to freezing point over the weekend 

It tells me

Sometimes I wonder if my phone is just a phone

With a calm demeanor it hugs my skin as I silently weep in seclusion 

Away from the ones I love

We are both locked away in our own world

The phone and I

What if it is my sister or my imaginary lover

It always is either sleeping or whispering to me

Sometimes we experience sickness and need to take a long nap

Staring blankly at me as I hug it

Be strong I whisper to it

Warming to the touch when at feeding time

When the weather gets bad it warns me to stay indoors

CoronaVirus It screams at me 

Stay Indoors It alerts me

So we both stay indoors 

The phone and I slowly age

It gets a few more scratches on its face 

While I slowly gray and develop a more mature sense in life

 Sometimes I wonder if my phone is really just a phone

What if it is my sister or my imaginary lover

If it be my imaginary lover

It keeps me company 24/7

Counciling me and leaving me breathless 

When it tells me stories

 Sometimes I wonder if my phone is really just a phone

Perhaps it is what can bring me to the ones I love best 

And whispers to me Be Careful those  others are like a virus.