The joy of a working computer
He did it: the Splendid Young Man finally found the way to rid Lappy of nasties, bring back Word and generally liberate me from the miseries of the previous ten days. He was rewarded with champagne!
Since then, I have been blessed with words (without the capital W) to re-join Napowrimo with a poem or two.
Lie down in the grass
to appreciate the joy
of a spring meadow.