MawMaw
Don't speak to her like that.
All the years she's spoken to you.
Never letting her manners slip
You never caught her off her game.
She used to be perfect.
Never slouching; legs crossed.
The only time her shoulders dropped were when she dropped down to pick me up.
She sat with her legs crossed, and taught me to cross mine.
"You look like a boy."
She never sugar-coated ANYTHING...
Still. She was perfect.
So don't speak to her like that.
Don't you remember the meals she cooked? For YoU?
The sacrifices she made to make and keep her family happy?
How dare you.
She fixed me a grapefruit.
Yes, just a grapefruit.
But I remember it now, 14 years later.
In my sickness she catered to me.
She gave me her bed to lie in, even though Price is Right was on..
So don't speak to her like that.
She is the strongest woman I know.
I'd never seen her cry. Never seen her upset.
She gave and gave and gave and gave, never ONCE asking for Anything in return.
She wouldn't accept if you tried.
Her house was our house; it still is.
Grand Central Station we often call it.
Never was there a day without visitors, yes, visitorS - plural.
So don't speak to her like that.
True, her words don't come out right anymore,
"How you doin' MawMaw?" "Yes, it was."
"Are you hungry MawMaw?" "I think he did.."
True, she doesn't reach for my niece the way she reached for me.
Her unmatched strength replaced now by unbelievable weakness.
True, you are the one feeding her now.
Wiping her mouth
Sitting her up straight
Catering...
But don't speak to her like that,
Don't you think she deserves a little reciprocity?