If you were wondering what happened to day seven, this poem, although not really designed for a young child, will explain all.

I hope it rings true with some of you, or in the very least, makes you stop and think for a moment.

Enjoy!

CONNECTION

I’d lost connection with the net,

Oh what was I to do?

So pondered through the window pane

And saw the sky was blue.

I phoned a friend who’d put upon

Her wall she’d not been well,

And said, ‘perhaps I might pop round?’

She said, ‘Oh please. How swell.’

We spent the whole day catching up

And laughing at the past.

The only problem was the day

Went flying past too fast.

I’ve reconnected with a friend,

It’s something I’ll maintain,

Even if I have to switch

The net off once again.