Grandma's on the internet
You won't believe the nuts she's met.



But what she'd really like to know,
Is - where are those who quilt and sew.



And do the things she likes to do?
She'd give them hints, and learn some too.




She used to be "scared" of a wee little mouse,
Would scream if one ever got in the house.



Now she hugs one night and day,



She'd rather cuddle it than stay
On the couch and watch t.v.



Her first love now is her P.C.

She'd like to see it all unfurled,
So much to learn in this new world.



She could explore it from her chair
But mostly, she plays solitaire
But that's o.k. she doesn't care
About the weather in Zaire.



Windows were glass she'd wash and look through,
Now they are programs to help us all view.



The earth and the sea and the beautiful sky,
A virus was something from which you could die.



Now it's a nuisance that could spoil your day,
But it can be fixed and sent on it's way.



She served her time with diapers and dishes.
Now she can do whatever she wishes.



And if that means staying up half the night,
To point arrows at icons-that's really alright.

A bit was something you had little of,
Now it takes eight bytes to make the above.
It's all so confusing, it makes her head ache.
A byte was something you take from a cake.



She's learning more about it now,
Her four year old grandchild showed her how.