Ode to FSD 11.3.3

Oh FSD 11.3.3, software divine

A ray of hope in a world of decline
Innovation that drives us towards the stars
With each new update, we reach for Mars

As tragedies strike, and loved ones depart
We turn to the future, with a hopeful heart
For amidst the grief, a glimmer of light
FSD 11.3.3, shining so bright

Though life is fleeting, and loved ones are lost
Our desire for progress must never exhaust
With each new release, a step forward we make
Towards a world with fewer mistakes

So let us embrace this new technology
With gratitude and a sense of responsibility
May it guide us through the twists and the turns
And may our journey be one of lessons learned

For as we celebrate the joys and the sorrows
And look forward to a better tomorrow
FSD 11.3.3 reminds us to be bold
And to keep pushing forward, no matter how old.

So here's to FSD 11.3.3, and all it can be
May it take us to places we've yet to see
And as we venture into the unknown
May we never forget that we are not alone.

By Adam R Sweet.  All Rights Reserved.  Copyright 2023.

#FSD1133 #Innovation #Progress #Hope #Technology #Future

Ode to FSD 11.3.3

Oh FSD 11.3.3, software divine

A ray of hope in a world of decline
Innovation that drives us towards the stars
With each new update, we reach for Mars

As tragedies strike, and loved ones depart
We turn to the future, with a hopeful heart
For amidst the grief, a glimmer of light
FSD 11.3.3, shining so bright

Though life is fleeting, and loved ones are lost
Our desire for progress must never exhaust
With each new release, a step forward we make
Towards a world with fewer mistakes

So let us embrace this new technology
With gratitude and a sense of responsibility
May it guide us through the twists and the turns
And may our journey be one of lessons learned

For as we celebrate the joys and the sorrows
And look forward to a better tomorrow
FSD 11.3.3 reminds us to be bold
And to keep pushing forward, no matter how old.

So here's to FSD 11.3.3, and all it can be
May it take us to places we've yet to see
And as we venture into the unknown
May we never forget that we are not alone.

By Adam R Sweet.  All Rights Reserved.  Copyright 2023.

#FSD1133 #Innovation #Progress #Hope #Technology #Future

Cherish every moment, hand in hand by Adam R Sweet

In memory of the first week of spring,

Whose passing leaves us sad and feeling low,

For winter's grip is still a powerful thing,

And lifeless landscapes still refuse to grow.

But do not fret, for hope is still alive,

And though it may seem distant, far away,

The world will soon awaken and revive,

And burst with colors, bright and full of play.

The first week of spring may now be gone,

But its legacy lives on, in every seed,

That waits to sprout and grow, in fields and lawns,

And every little bird, that flits with speed.

So let us celebrate, this life so grand,

And cherish every moment, hand in hand.

Copyright 2023 by Adam R Sweet.

#spring #elegy #poetry #nature #hope #renewal #life #beauty #love #wonder

Cherish every moment, hand in hand by Adam R Sweet

In memory of the first week of spring,

Whose passing leaves us sad and feeling low,

For winter's grip is still a powerful thing,

And lifeless landscapes still refuse to grow.

But do not fret, for hope is still alive,

And though it may seem distant, far away,

The world will soon awaken and revive,

And burst with colors, bright and full of play.

The first week of spring may now be gone,

But its legacy lives on, in every seed,

That waits to sprout and grow, in fields and lawns,

And every little bird, that flits with speed.

So let us celebrate, this life so grand,

And cherish every moment, hand in hand.

Copyright 2023 by Adam R Sweet.

#spring #elegy #poetry #nature #hope #renewal #life #beauty #love #wonder

A Villanelle: In Verdant Fields. By Adam R Sweet

In verdant fields, the first blooms of spring,

Renewal's touch upon the earth's embrace,

Nature's symphony, awakening.

The birdsong, sweet, upon the air does ring,

A gentle breeze, the flowers' sweet grace,

In verdant fields, the first blooms of spring.

The sun, more radiant, a golden king,

Its warmth reviving, as if a new race,

Nature's symphony, awakening.

The snows have melted, no more to cling,

As buds unfurl, in their vernal space,

In verdant fields, the first blooms of spring.

This time of year, what hope does it bring,

With promise of a bright, verdant place,

Nature's symphony, awakening.

So let us savor this time, while it's reigning,

In these moments, we find a special trace,

In verdant fields, the first blooms of spring,

Nature's symphony, awakening.

Copyright 2023 by Adam R Sweet.

#spring #poetry #villanelle #nature #awakening #renewal #verdant #bloom

A Villanelle: In Verdant Fields. By Adam R Sweet

In verdant fields, the first blooms of spring,

Renewal's touch upon the earth's embrace,

Nature's symphony, awakening.

The birdsong, sweet, upon the air does ring,

A gentle breeze, the flowers' sweet grace,

In verdant fields, the first blooms of spring.

The sun, more radiant, a golden king,

Its warmth reviving, as if a new race,

Nature's symphony, awakening.

The snows have melted, no more to cling,

As buds unfurl, in their vernal space,

In verdant fields, the first blooms of spring.

This time of year, what hope does it bring,

With promise of a bright, verdant place,

Nature's symphony, awakening.

So let us savor this time, while it's reigning,

In these moments, we find a special trace,

In verdant fields, the first blooms of spring,

Nature's symphony, awakening.

Copyright 2023 by Adam R Sweet.

#spring #poetry #villanelle #nature #awakening #renewal #verdant #bloom