Irony

Poetry writing...
Beautiful art left unsaved,
That's when system crashed...

Ahhh the fine living of computer life...
Remember, folks the first Apple IIC?
It came out when I was in grade school
Save every ten minutes we were taught
Silly me.

I got so wound up in a beautiful creation of art, 7 quatrains, each color of the chakra,
talking about the beautiful mysteries of life,
and how the most beautiful things were so fragile,
so subtle,
one wrong move and they are lost

Aaaaahhhh sweet blessed, bitter irony,
As usual, you have struck my life once again