I imagine

I imagine when I was six I thought my life could get no better. 

I was queen of the house which is all that matter.

Mom had a friend who told her she was a blogger
to which mom replied a W H A Ter?

She gave mom her addy, into the WWW she did roam.

She wondered if here we could find a home.  

She looked and she read and she ponder each blog. 

She even became a stalker of one or two

She said Madi ...this I think we can do

After a few icky attempts, with all the kinks ironed out

Just a few months after I was seven

late in the evening she pressed publish.

Live we went on the WWW and hoped what we said was not rubbish.
Mom declared for all to hear I am an idiot 
I should have tried this eons ago!

We never looked back new friends we found.

Here we are eight years later, two senior ladies full of chatter

and mad as hatters.