With the sharpest of minds
And a twinkle in her eye
I just saw my babies life
Fly right on by.

With ribbons in her hair
And new shiny shoes
Mummy now has the
The pre-prep year blues.

Gone are the cheeks
That I used to squeeze
Replaced with a grin
And manners such as please.

I am now left to wonder
Have I done enough?
Should I have read to her more?
Have I been too tough?

Will she miss her mummy,
Will she still need me to hold her tight?
Will she still need;
Her mummies kiss goodnight?

I miss her already,
Her constant chatter and stares.
For I hope that she knows,
That the love her mummy has for her….well nothing compares.

N.B. – Written for my daughter when she started school.