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The Strawberry Cake Lunchbox
With a backpack on her back she waves me goodbye
as my heartstrings pull tight I smile, but I don't cry
My little girl is starting school day, with a gleam in her eye
she says " momma I'm ready" is the bus here yet ?
The house sits empty and the only sound is the sound of my kettle.
I try to recall a day without her but I can't,
she's been glued to my soul, since the day she was born
"Its only kindergarten" I say as a way to ease my mind
but I know my heart feels like mush today, " I need to be kind"
I go to her room and straighten out her bed
and by the amount of crumbs on her bear, I know he's been fed
"She'll be back soon enough" I say to myself,
Its every mother's hope, that her daughter stays safe everyday
I used to thank God each time the front door opened
and a little voice said, " Mommy, I'm home!"
With a backpack on her back she waves me goodbye,
and I know I'm going to miss her, I can't lie.
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Mystic Rose Rose
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