I remember when the little buggers
hit the elementary school -
the apologetic tone
of the school nurse
as she informed me by phone,
And the hate I felt
when I went to pick my daughter up
and the teacher said,
“Take her home, clean her up, and have her back in the morning.”
… and she wasn’t even dirty.
Copyright © Alison Wimmer | Year Posted 2017
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