Holiday Poem. Phone frustrations.

Phone Frustrations

I just wrote
A poem for you.
Took some time.
A good one too.

Clever words
Describing dealing.
Lilts that jangled,
All with feeling.

Then phone went "bing"
Done dollar/asian?
So switched my app
For confirmation

But found a mail
Just selling crap.
So then switched back
To writing app.

But screen is blank,
There's nothing there.
All those thoughts
Just turned to air.

Panic screams.
Whoops of denial.
Search function
Checks every file.

Bloody phone!
I know... I'm daft.
I should have pressed
"Save to draft."