The Moya View

Tag: poems about parents and children

  • Body Language

    Body Language

    Body Language I can remember All the times My mother Watched me Silently, Listening, Her feet Pointed Towards me – And all The times My father Impatiently Shifted Them Away from My sight. – How She Posed Her Neck To My Full sight – A pose Of love Visible Only To Her Lonely, Hurting Little…