Haiku of Frustration

Work feels same as jail
Teaching will find me much joy
Children are the light

Submitted by: Meg Cardoza

Food is my downfall
Someday I will enjoy me
Walking serves me joy

Submitted by: Meg Cardoza

Software called Logic
Is often anything but
logical to me

Neighbor is outside
Screaming his head off again
Making me anxious

Stop requested means
“STOP!” It doesn’t mean drive for
three more blocks, then stop