Thursday, April 5, 2012

First days

She never looked back
on her first day of kindergarten
as she skipped eagerly
into the classroom
with a crowd of
little kids.
I cried as I watched her go,
so proud of her assurance and
fearful that she might somehow
be hurt.
Now she's eighteen and getting
ready to go to college.
I wonder
will she look back?
And will I cry again on
the first day of her very
adult life?

Written for NaPo Day 5, "Opening Day", 4/5/12)

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