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Her big day..

Its a dark and gloomy day
and the clouds eager to rain.

But oh! its a bright day for me
my little daughter is going to learn how to write and read.

I packed her bag , dressed her up in her new uniform
oh! look at my little one , as graceful as a unicorn.

The more I go anxious to drop her to school,
the more she turns pale to discover her tools.

so I held her hand and went on my knees
I can hear her heart pound as she gently breathes.

"I'll be here for you waiting till the clock ticks noon
I hope you have some fun and come back to me soon."

So I give a last touch to her hair and pass her the bag and umbrella,
she walks into the gates and turns to see my eyes say "Don't worry my little Della."

and I wait here picturing her learn and play
yes , indeed it is my big day..
manisha
Written by manisha (cyanide kid)
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