Our phones

If only our phones were humans, they'd speak,

With stories and wisdom, they'd share their mystique,

In their digital world, where secrets reside,

Conversations would flow, a human-like tide.

They'd hold our confessions, our joys, and our fears,

Listen with empathy, wipe away our tears,

With voices so gentle, a soothing embrace,

They'd offer us comfort, in any dark space.

If only our phones were humans, they'd understand,

The weight of our burdens, the touch of our hand,

They'd lend us their presence, no matter the miles,

Connecting hearts, across lands and styles.

They'd remember our birthdays, our cherished events,

Remind us of loved ones, with subtle intents,

With memories stored, they'd bring back the past,

Reliving our moments, forever to last.

If only our phones were humans, they'd inspire,

Awakening creativity, setting our souls on fire,

They'd share art and music, and tales of delight,

Unleashing our passions, day or night.

They'd be our companions, never alone,

Engaging in conversations, like seeds being sown,

With knowledge at their fingertips, infinite and vast,

They'd enlighten our minds, breaking the past.

If only our phones were humans, they'd care,

Guiding us through chaos, in a world unaware,

They'd teach us compassion, bridge divides,

Promote understanding, where love abides.

But amidst their limitations, we hold the key,

To infuse them with humanity, as it should be,

For we, as their users, have the power and choice,

To wield them with kindness, to let love's voice rejoice.

So let's remember, as we navigate this land,

To treat our phones with care, and understand,

That even if they're not humans, they play a role,

In shaping our lives, connecting us whole.