First day at school
I stand back and take one long look;
She stands resplendent, all maroon and gold.
One sock has already started its slow, inevitable journey downwards.
She’s unsure, unsteady, excited.
She’s ready to go.
I blink once and see a baby gazing up at me.
I blink again and she is waiting for me by the door, rucksack on.
I dare not close my eyes again.
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