A Database Of Thoughts Poem by Phil Soar

If all my thoughts were locked up in a database
How many 'brain bytes' would it take to store them?
For all the years I've had them, lines have grown upon my face
And it would take some effort to destroy them

So many things I can re-trace, yet some beyond recall
And entry to some feelings is disabled
And when I need them instantly, they just aren't there at all
And I need to make sure entry is enabled

As years go on my mind could need a re-boot
And a program to restore my thoughts assessed
But until then, I'll keep on adding data
In a way it brings me instant happiness