The sun is shining brightly on my garden

The lamp is pooling light on my desk

A magpie burbles his contentment

As my keyboard is clickety clacking

A soft breeze rustles the leaves

My computer is gently humming

The temperature is cool

A fan heater dispels my chills

A lonely crow karks his despair

My scanner hums in sympathy for his plight

People chat their way past my front gate

My cat sits on my desk silent watchful

Daisies brave the winter sunshine

My books silently suffer my neglect

All around there is grass there are trees

All around there is a ton of paper and clutter

Out there is exercise life exuberance

In here there is a hunched back and homework to do

Technology = Progress?

I don't think so