XXIX: Of a Video Sent and Deleted

There was a precious memory once sent

from phone to phone from ten years past today.

The author, then, the mem’ry did repent

and thence the precious scene went on its way.

Was this some final bid to seek a smile?

Some purge of olden days to be forgot?

Where is this picture now, and why revile

against a lovely thing and make it naught?

It made me glad, that scen…