This poem belongs to the "Monster House" series, and you can read the related poems on the "Serial Poetry" page of my website. It was inspired in large part by a thread under "Until the Cows Come Home," especially this comment from
kelkyag:
I was thinking there might be *quite* a bit of bumpiness after the time machine incident, given that before that the mother thought the grandmother was senile. How do you bring up a topic like that twenty or thirty years overdue, with all the misunderstandings they've been dancing around or tripping over all that time?
It was sponsored by
The card says "Happy Mother's Day" above a picture
of pink peonies and purple lilacs blooming over
a white picket fence with one slat missing. Inside ...
Dear Mama,
I love you and I wish we could see each other more often. Maybe we could get together for coffee next Sunday? I think we have a lot to talk about. Thank you for helping your granddaughter with her science project, though it would have been nice to know about that in advance. I'm happy to see that your hobby is working out better these days. I'd like to hear more about that too.
Love,
Your Little Princess
August 5 2011, 11:38:12 UTC 9 years ago
Yay!
August 5 2011, 17:18:59 UTC 9 years ago