Can’t Take That Away From Me :)

Every child who walks through my door

Vagabonds of discipline

Though mostly lack thereof

Here for change

But the fight for their own continuity

Good, bad or indetermined

Sometimes torn

At others they are the breakers

Break your ways

They try

Like every person

More entitled to their own way of thinking than yours

And they are victims (in their eyes)

In ways in which their every whim is not factual

And victims (in yours)

As you grieve and try to set boundaries for all the times

Others have not

And they’ve been allowed to keep their ways

Keep breaking

You wonder if they are refugees of a sort

For the scattering their histories and belongings

Never belonging

A transient kind of stranger

You try to keep close for long enough

To make a difference

I will try

I always come back with a smile

They can’t take that away from

Me