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.
I really like this. It's kind of what made me stop and read some of your other poems today.
ReplyDeleteI think it's something we all experience, helping our parents/grandparents navigate stuff like social networking. It was amusing and touching.
Thank you :)
ReplyDeleteI kind of wrote it in a lighthearted mood.