My parents kept me from children who were rough
and who threw words like stones and who wore torn clothes.
Their thighs showed through rags. They ran in the street
And climbed cliffs and stripped by the country streams.
I feared more than tigers their muscles like iron
And their jerking hands and their knees tight on my arms.
I feared the salt coarse pointing of those boys
Who copied my lisp behind me on the road.
They were lithe, they sprang out behind hedges
Like dogs to bark at our world. They threw mud
And I looked another way, pretending to smile,
I longed to forgive them, yet they never smiled.
In response to My Parents:
(Students wrote in pairs)
10 Word Poems on My Parents
Complaining about your parents
Yet becoming exactly like they are
By Narila
Stern looks and whispered warnings
Warm hugs on sleepy mornings
By Boora
Eyes gleaming red
And burning -
For my injustice-
My parents.
(Ps. My parents are protective for me, and injustice done to me. Eg. Teachers shouting)
By Urvthony
My parents
Love me lots
Do I feel the same?
Love me lots
Do I feel the same?
By Mareya
Laughter, rolling tears,
Happiness, anger, love,
Thanks for being there.
By Wio
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