Where do little lost E-Mails go?
They're some of the nicest ones, you know,
They don't require answers, though we usually do,
Reply right away, and send them anew.
They scramble around in little lost bytes,
Sometimes conflicts cause little fights.
So the good ones are set back, and are not received,
Until up in Heaven, we'll have something to read.
There are little web angels, filling a need,
Piecing bits into bytes into words, a good deed.
Filing and storing each little word,
Into E-Mail folders of notes never heard.
Some of the nicest things are said,
Even at night when we are in bed.
While sugar-plum E-Mails dance in your head,
The Web Angels capture them, and save to be read.
God loves happy messages, even E-Mail,
So don't worry about lost ones,far up they will sail,
Ever vigilant,The Web Angels are waiting,
With pencils in hand, these notes they are taking.
If you send Nasty notes, you will see,
The strangest things start happening,
Hard drives crash, screens lock up....
Careful now, you've been warned, that's enough!
So Please, do, say something nice,
We all could use some sugar and spice.
There's so much wearisome junk on the line,
We don't always have the time,
To talk in riddles, and write in rhyme.
The little web angels, at this they will shine.
Remember, they're waiting....so it's OK
Just be careful of what we say!
Web Angels Are Watching
Where do little lost E-Mails go?
