She's No Cyber-Mama

Enjoy. - Glenn

She hasn't caught the bug yet

She's not clicking, scrolling or surfing

I tell her about all that she's missing

She just smiles - while I get nervy

"I could email you pictures of Katie,

I could send you some stories so grand

I could help you to locate lost loved ones

Won't you accept my helping hand?"

"But, I've got some pictures of Katie

Such a bright and gifted young girl

And my friends? Why, they send me letters

Besides, I couldn't begin to use a squirrel."

"It's a mouse mother dear, I'm in earnest

There are so many surfing the web

Shouldn't you be on-line - just to keep in touch

With Connie, Melissa, Joannie and Deb?"

"But I've got their phone numbers,

And it's so lovely to chat

And face to face conversations? I've had them

Now that's where it's at."

I see there's no changing the mind of my mom

So I finish my tea at the dining room table

And hug her before I go home to my family

And she hugs back because she's willing and able

And it occurs to me then like never before

That if my mom were to point, click and scroll

This elegant lady might not have time for me

While cyber space continues to roll

Maybe she does know more than I thought

Maybe it might just be all right

To refrain from the screen and the keyboard

And interact with her at twilight

Oh, I think I'm so clever in this modern world

I've got virus protection and more

But I don't know my neighbors and they don't know me

After 12 years living next door

Front porch and sun tea, pot lucks and picnics

Lost on the wise of this age

But Mom quietly champions her cause

As I read from her hand written page

"It's all right to use the computer

I won't fault you one bit

But when you find the time, Son

Could you drop by and sit?

"I would prefer to see you

But if not, won't you call

Or maybe write a letter

I love you, Son, that's all."