My Magic Box

The tap of the keys
Click, clack, tap
As I type my dreams
As if from a magic hat

From this hat I pull forth
The spaces and deletes
The m's and the e's
These make me complete

Paper, so outdated
Is not a writers companion
No, instead we use
A white little box, a magic box

We fill it with our wildest dreams
And in this box, and in this hat
I put my secrets and hopes

And with a single word
A magic word
I lock these feeble beginnings from prying eyes
Until I'm ready to set them forth
Into a virtual world
A world that is mine.