Friday, June 14, 2013

The Gift

I left a gift at school today 
The school was GMC
The gift I left meant everything 
Everything to me

As I watched her take her leave 
I waved a sad goodbye 
My tears dried fast though, When I saw 
The twinkle in her eye

This girl I left, unmolded clay 
Looked back as if to say 
Just turn me loose and watch me fly
I must be on my way! 

As she went, this gift of mine 
To challenges unknown 
I marveled at her confidence 
And how much she had grown 

It seemed like only yesterday 
We'd brought her home to stay 
A baby wrapped in tiny clothes 
Asleep most of the day 

And as I watched her take her place 
Among her friends to be 
I realized my gift was safe 
She'd entered GMC 

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