Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

I Am Not a Magician

I love it when they carry them in kicking and screaming
Plunk them down and then leave 
me alone with them

I am not a candy bar
I am not a piece of gum
I am not a birthday cake
I am not a magician
Sometimes I get frustrated 

Because they think I can handle it
Even if I can 
is it fair that
I always have to?

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L Milton Hankins April 8, 2022 at 9:47 AM You know, Caren, I can sympathize, BUT, sometimes the classroom teacher has just had it with a kid. It happens. And, they probably don't know what to do...short of slapping the kid (which of course should never be done!), so, off they go to the counselor's office. YOU, my friend, are their lifesaver, their jobsaver, their savior. Caren Krutsinger April 8, 2022 at 12:11 PM It is sadly the place they are parking a 9 year old who knows neither alphabet or numbers and wants only to play. We are not helping him!

Paulette Calasibetta April 8, 2022 at 8:29 AM Sounds like you are grand-parenting? Give them a paint brush, some paint and lots of paper~let them make some magic. :)Paulette Caren Krutsinger April 8, 2022 at 12:12 PM Hahaha Thanks for the suggestion. If you saw this child you would know why I would never give him a paint brush or paints.