I’m older than my mother.
As she taught me to walk and talk
I taught her to text and post.
In this realm she was like a child
And I fulfilled the role of parent.
But harsh dualities remained intact:
Me consoling mom after she deleted friends,
The changes that she went through
As technology hit adolescence;
Growing dissatisfaction and distrust
With Facebook going through her things.
It hit me like a brick one day
When mom shut down her profile.
Somehow it seemed as if she moved away
As young adults go off to college.