Monday, 27 April 2015

30 poems in April 2015

Day twenty seven

Preparation is everything
in my job
to go in unprepared is to
dice with danger

each day brings its own challenges
to be faced
but the rewards can be greater
on a good day

days that don't end at the time when
young ones go home
my eyes aching as I plough through
piles of paperwork

a meeting with the head at half past ten
Emma and Amber are late once again
phones confiscated until end of day
from those whose plans are no work and all play

a meeting with the staff at half past one
paperwork that never seems to be done
supervising lunches can be a pain
Emma and Amber are late once again

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