She’s patient. Uses many words
I’m trying to follow.

Look for the setting button on the left.
    I look at the top left–don’t see it. 
See the gray vertical colum on the left.  Go to the bottom. 
Do you see the setting button?
   I think I see it.  Click on it.  Find the edit button.
    I hear Eleni’s voice but fumble.
Copy and paste.  Move text down.  
    This requires plenty of fine motor coordination,
    technical understanding and confidence.
    I lack all this morning.  
Would you just make the changes for me?
    With quiet patience she agrees.  I’m sure she’s relieved.

I’ve abandonned other struggles, 
asked others to step in when I faced failure: 
    sewing a dress
    cutting up a whole chicken
    doing a full gainer from a spring board
    singing a high G.

With a finite numbers of days
to learn– 
I choose writing a poem,
reading a book, 
listening to music
and feel no shame these day.