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