morals

My morals are constructed....................In a glass frame above my bed................My mother pounding the nail into the wall................Gritting her teeth................Father never speaking of it but................Eyes the frame as he passes....................My open door.............I clean the glass.............Straighten it when it goes off center.............Show it off to you.............I won’t let it shatter................It goes crooked............Rattles from an outside force..........I move it from wall to wall...............But I won’t let it shatter