The Threatening Threes

I know a 3 year-old (she’ll soon be 4)
who captured the idea that she controls
what happens and by whom and even more –
the way all eyes should aim. The parents’ roles
don’t matter, not to them: the weary souls.
And lately time among that family
is iffy pleasure shot with toddler holes.
She isn’t boss. The job’s now forced on me.

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