Washing Line

A shock
Despatched by my Mother
As she pegs out the washing
The line symbolising
Before and after
The moment burnt in
Literally
Due to a piercing sun
Shielded eyes still peeking up
I realised
I am not the centre of the Universe
The world does not revolve around me
And everything exists independently
A shock

I forget the question posed to garner this answer.