Photograph used by the kind permission of Rob Hanson
I Was Magic
Oh, I was magic in my day.
When it took months to journey there
I bought them nearer through the air
and you heard what they had to say.
I shrank the earth to human scope
and let far distant families
converse across the miles with ease
to share their sorrow and their hope.
How swiftly you forget my place
in your expanding history,
I’m lost amid the mad glory
of technology’s rapid pace.
No, I never moved from this wall,
photography was not my scene,
I hold no snaps of where you’ve been,
my job was just to make that call.
Now things have gone off on their way
my receiver is rattled no more,
children don’t know what I am for
but I was magic in my day.