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UPDATED LAST ON February 13, 2009
Thanks to Who ever wrote this poem
subject: Girl Scout Leader
Girl Scout Leader
"I must be crazy,
I'm out of my mind,"
I say every week
Before meeting time.
Four will show up
And eight will not call;
I really don't know
Why I do this at all.
We make plans for camp.
Two nights and three days.
It takes them an hour
To choose grape Kool-Aid!
Not worth it, I think.
Do they care, I ask?
It's just what I need,
One more thankless task.
Then one of them smiles
And rolls out the dough.
"My mother won't let me
Bake cookies, you know."
We mop up the paint.
And I hear from one,
"Let's do it again
I had so much fun."
The first time away
In tents in the rain
One hugs me and says
"I'm so glad I came."
So when I feel low
And ask myself "Why?"
I try to picture
The look in that eye.
The grin on that face,
That one homemade card -
A leader's reward -
A little girl's heart.
Thanks to Who ever wrote this poem
"I must be crazy,
I'm out of my mind,"
I say every week
Before meeting time.
Four will show up
And eight will not call;
I really don't know
Why I do this at all.
We make plans for camp.
Two nights and three days.
It takes them an hour
To choose grape Kool-Aid!
Not worth it, I think.
Do they care, I ask?
It's just what I need,
One more thankless task.
Then one of them smiles
And rolls out the dough.
"My mother won't let me
Bake cookies, you know."
We mop up the paint.
And I hear from one,
"Let's do it again
I had so much fun."
The first time away
In tents in the rain
One hugs me and says
"I'm so glad I came."
So when I feel low
And ask myself "Why?"
I try to picture
The look in that eye.
The grin on that face,
That one homemade card -
A leader's reward -
A little girl's heart.
