Kelly Clay
The teachers end recess
and the children go in sad but refreshed.
Impatient they will be for school's end.
The impatience won't leave them as they face
the long days of junior high where they find kinds
with cigarettes and condoms in their lockers
and the long days of senior high where they find kids
with criminal records, children of their own and drugs
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(c) 1999 Kelly Clay. All rights reserved.
Appears in Schools of Verse: An Anthology of Poetry About School, Fall 1999.