crossing guard

just past the biggest houses in
the nicest neighborhood,
she’s up, and very early, though
she’s little understood

why anyone would work for free
with no kids of her own —
but i see her as royalty,
deserving of a throne.

but, owen, that’s ridiculous.
she’s just a crossing guard —
yeah, pluto’s kind of far,
and playing chess is kind of hard,

it’s not a crossing that she guards,
but children on their way –
a task she does for love, although
few speak to her each day

but tell me: of all jobs you know
what’s closer to the summit
than to protect what isn’t yours
and then gain nothing
from it?

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