One of the things my brothers and I have been trying to do
Is get my Mom into the computer age so to follow through
More than her just playing games and checking email.
Now, I realized there weren’t any computers while she was growing up
But sure she could this, and certain in the end it would be worth it, and she would prevail.
My Mom, God bless her heart, I love her.
But you get her on a computer,
Pretty soon she’s clicking on any links that gets in the way of her mouse
Never dreaming that soon she is on some unknown clearing house
On the other side of the planet.
But wouldn’t it be nice, I thought, if she could see
All her kids, grand-kids, and great-grand-kids,
Commenting, communicating with them as a Facebook devotee?
So to be ever closer to them, and to sweet reminisce;
However, never dreaming I would lock up my account for days trying this.
Nevertheless, I hatched the plan and engaged;
And finally set up her account in her name from miles away.
The reward for me was when she clicked on one of her grand-kids’ home page,
Saw photos of all her beautiful great-grand-kids,
And I could literally hear it in her voice when she came out of the stone age…
Robert Collazo, 3/20/11
Enjoy Mom!!
