November 18, 2016, Prescott-
Unbridled, misdirected energy
needed my ropes and corral posts.
The skittish ones accepted it all,
even hugging me for having set boundaries.
The self-loathing one,
who has bought into the garbage
spewed forth by her haters,
kept a quiet discipline,
craving my approval,
even as she denied her own.
The over-indulged one,
can’t quite conceive
of the need for boundaries.
Sound familiar?
All in all,
the day made me feel
a golden presence,
at workday’s end.
It certainly does sound familiar — in school groups or work — I’m glad you are the glue that brings it all together. Definitely a golden presence!
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The “gold” comment actually was spoken to me, by one of my Type A supervisors. This made it extra meaningful.
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Hurray!!! You deserve that!
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wise poetic summation, of your wonderful work.
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On ti goes, at least until the end of May.
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