A sigh

Imagine a world without texting

You might not be able to drive again

Life is fleeting but it’s not catastrophe.

Where Am I

 

“I am getting old,” the grandma said.
Her thumb reaching the text
Trying photos on Facebook.

“Your mind will be sharper, grandma,” they said.
They sit beside her on her birthday.
And will hug each other goodbye.

The young teaches the old
Reverses the role of life
And I, doing a selfie.