Counselor Poems - Poems about Counselor

Today was full of paperwork; not my favorite thing. Not my least favorite thing either – that is cleaning. No one despises paperwork and cleaning like I do. This paperwork was long overdue, I am the counselor. I know there are federal guidelines that have not been met. I spoke to the v.p. and said, “you surely did that paperwork.” He...

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the head of the counselors resigned the second day of school. We are congregating for our first meeting without a leader. They give us a room without chairs or tables. We were instructed to bring laptops and manuals. I brought a notebook and a pen, knowing I will write poetry. We are counselors, we are flexible someone says as they...

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March 26Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Samuel 17-20 Key Verse– 2Samuel 17:14 … The LORD had appointed to defeat the good counsel of Ahithophel… LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY GOOD COUNSELOR Lord God, You are my good Counselor, coming to help me in my decision-weariness Thank You for bringing me back into Your humble peacefulness… I strive to...

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Don't panic when things turn topsy turvy Don't freeze when the tables flip over hopelessly Focus on the One with all the answers The Wonderful Counselor up above He will give you the strength to be brave And the wisdom to be the problem solver For with His counsel comes victory And His glory will be revealed To be the cutting-edge and bring...

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She sat there, arms in her lap, looking at me With undeniable interest, hearing my hurt, As I poured out my heavy heart at the loss Of my dear wife and trying to reason why She had to die, though I knew it had to be, For nearly an hour I let my emotions lead Unable to hold back most profound...

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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...

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I have not had the repeated visitor in my room for a while. I thought maybe he was staying in his room. No such luck. He was in the office when I went in to print something. “What are you doing?” he asked me. I did not have time to answer. “She is busy,” my boss told him. I...

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He is out in the hallways wailing like a wailing wall. I do not get involved until asked, so I stand quietly. The teacher comes out and tries to reason with him. I have never met him. He is a preschooler. Technically I am licensed to aid with K-12th. He is outside my jurisdiction. In eighteen minutes, the principal is called...

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Who is yelling out in the hallway? The child asked. She is in the counseling office, where I pretend to counsel. I am actually teasing children into playing in sand or drawing pictures. Why don’t you go look? I suggest. Report back to me. She says, “The boys with the breakfast carts are fighting; they are loud.” “The principal will...

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You Cannot Call Yourself a Counselor Until We were told we could not call ourselves counselors Until we graduated and had our licenses in hand. We were threatened, so we abided by this sacred rule. I called a plumber yesterday. He said “I am your plumbing counselor” I then saw a car counselor on TV. I flipped the channel. Found cake...

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She dragged her husband to the marriage counselor wearing gloss. He simply would not stand up to his intimidating, mean old boss. She needed her man to grow wiser, grow up, and grow a pair too. He would have said no, except she scared him, his wife named Sue. Therapist almost starting laughing when she opened the door that...

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Fear is our worst counselor for it strengthens our enemies while weakens our resolve! © Demetrios Trifiatis 13 March 2020...

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The days as a counselor with the Y.M.C.A. We had a Y.M.C.A. blouse and blue shorts with hush puppies. My father Dr. Wolf had said that they are interviewing for the position of counselor, I went to the interview and I was hired. I had a group of young children to look after, We went on hikes and...

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He is eleven, big bright blue eyes, pale, unfreckled skin, lighter hair than most. Not allowed to eat with other eleven-year-olds. Due to past and semi-present behaviors So he eats with the counselor, me. Today during lunch his deepest of the deep voice came out suddenly. THESE FRIES MAKE ME MAD. I burst out laughing. He is in a silly billy...

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