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..