This morning, I softly opened your door
Reluctant to rouse you from sleep
Your black hair all tousled from a little boy's dream
And your body curled up in heap.
For a stolen moment standing there at your door
My mind reached back into time
To a little blue bundle cuddled up in my arms
And gentle hints of nursery rhyme.
Was it not a mere yesterday
That you were learning how to walk
And I know that it was just last week
We were teaching you to talk.
But somehow, I managed to waken you
To your breakfast waiting there
I dressed you in your finest clothes
And I carefully combed your hair.
Oh little boy, I love you so
And I felt like such a fool
To be so hesitant to let go of you
On your very first day of school.
Reluctant to rouse you from sleep
Your black hair all tousled from a little boy's dream
And your body curled up in heap.
For a stolen moment standing there at your door
My mind reached back into time
To a little blue bundle cuddled up in my arms
And gentle hints of nursery rhyme.
Was it not a mere yesterday
That you were learning how to walk
And I know that it was just last week
We were teaching you to talk.
But somehow, I managed to waken you
To your breakfast waiting there
I dressed you in your finest clothes
And I carefully combed your hair.
Oh little boy, I love you so
And I felt like such a fool
To be so hesitant to let go of you
On your very first day of school.
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