He Is a Real Problem
He is a real problem the other counselor told me
She has given me a year of misinformation
So, I am not ready to jump on this hook
I go to get him; he is seven, and super funny.
He is a cartoonist like me, and uses words like
“please” and “thank you”
Words I myself often forget to use
We have such a great time I forget to take him back
We are ten minutes late; I will take all blame
On the way I feel something crispy put into my hand.
It is half a chocolate chip cookie.
He grins at me.
This will not be our last visit
He has made my Friday delightful!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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