Her moods, various and sundry
are reflecting in her posture:

Sad, wet as the weather
hands wrapped around herself, sitting on the floor.

Pensive, looking out a window at the Big World,
chin resting on her hands

Grumpy, throwing dishes in the sink
shoulders tight, hair wild.

Affectionate, pulled in close,
head looking up with a tilted smile
hands cupping my elbows