Following a phone call <br />To report his dilemma, <br />I’m sitting on the front porch <br />Waiting for my biker son <br />To arrive with a flat tire; <br />in need of a ride. <br />Of all the times this mom <br />Waited for him as a teen <br />To return home safely; <br />What I wouldn’t have given <br />For cells phones, the assurance <br />Of a call like this back then. <br />Thankfully, he grew up safely; <br />And I smile to myself knowing <br />He’s also managed to grow up <br />To be a considerate man as well.<br /><br />Carolyn Brunelle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/considerate-man/
