Short poem challenge, imagine one small joy from fifty years ahead

[JonMoxley19]

Fun little prompt for anyone interested, write a short poem imagining one small everyday joy from fifty years in the future. Doesn't need to be about big technology, just a small pleasant moment. Could be something completely mundane made a little better somehow

Keep it brief, doesn't need to rhyme or follow any particular structure. Curious what small futures everyone imagines

[Anchor41]

Morning light through a window that adjusts itself just right. Coffee brewed exactly how memory says it should taste. A quiet house that somehow always knows when to be quiet. Small comforts, future proof and patient

[Ethan24]

Garden that tends itself while I simply watch it grow. Tomatoes ripening on schedule nobody had to calculate. Bees still doing their ancient work regardless of everything else changing. Some things apparently never need improving

[Cheeky Kernel]

Grandchildren asking what waiting in line even used to mean.

Me struggling to explain the concept properly. Some frustrations apparently just quietly vanish. Good riddance to that one particular annoyance

[Gareth84]

Somewhere a library already knows exactly what I need to read next, not because it's watching too closely, just because it's finally good at listening. Books waiting patiently like old friends. Some kinds of magic just take time to build properly

[MJF86]

A city quiet enough to hear actual birds again. Air clean enough that nobody thinks twice about it. Small victories nobody throws a parade for. The best kind honestly, unnoticed and permanent

[BigDogMatt97]

Old friends appearing instantly, distance no longer the excuse it used to be. Laughing at something only we would understand. Fifty years apart in body, seconds apart in conversation. Technology finally doing what it always promised