When young, she held me close
When old, I kept her distant
When young, she did my chores
When old, I grumbled at her flaws

When young, she enjoyed my presence
When old, I detested her interference
When young, she slept with my picture
When old, I avoided her thoughts

When young, she cried at my pain
When old, I ignored her plight
When young, she tied my lace
When old, I tramped her emotion

When young, she fed me fondly
When old, I cribbed to nurture
When young, she prized my triumph
When old, I dumped her needs

When young, she gave me education
When old, I moaned at her ignorance
When young, she fulfilled my desires
When old, I counted my penny she spent