The way we were

The way we are

Alone in their rooms with momentary allusions

Reduced in an effort to be lifted from the solitary

Text, laugh, picture me and strangeness is not foreign

Not always engaged but aware there is someone there

Distracted for hours on end without elder interference or assurance

Finding solace in communication with a trusted friend

Day after day until they meet someone face to face

In a group they watch yet another screen while no one talks