I woke up this morning and wanted to cheer,
The big day, I had anticipated, was finally here!
Cozette turned 18 months, so off to nursery she goes,
Walking the halls during church will no longer cause me woes.
I prepared Cozette by saying,
"You'll love nursery and playing with friends.
You get to color, eat snacks, sings songs-- the fun never ends.
Most importantly, you will learn more about Jesus; He loves you so dearly,
I want you to love nursery, and I say this sincerely."
The time to let her go did arrive.
All I could think was, "I do hope that we'll both survive."
As I walked away, she started to cry,
But I knew that I needed to say, "Good-bye."
I realized this day had arrived far too quickly,
And suddenly, my stomach felt rather sickly.
Nursery is a stepping stone for many wonderful things that will come,
I just did not expect it would make me feel so glum.
If you're wondering if I am counting down for the day,
That Cozette becomes a Sunbeam,
The big day, I had anticipated, was finally here!
Cozette turned 18 months, so off to nursery she goes,
Walking the halls during church will no longer cause me woes.
I prepared Cozette by saying,
"You'll love nursery and playing with friends.
You get to color, eat snacks, sings songs-- the fun never ends.
Most importantly, you will learn more about Jesus; He loves you so dearly,
I want you to love nursery, and I say this sincerely."
The time to let her go did arrive.
All I could think was, "I do hope that we'll both survive."
As I walked away, she started to cry,
But I knew that I needed to say, "Good-bye."
I realized this day had arrived far too quickly,
And suddenly, my stomach felt rather sickly.
Nursery is a stepping stone for many wonderful things that will come,
I just did not expect it would make me feel so glum.
If you're wondering if I am counting down for the day,
That Cozette becomes a Sunbeam,
My answer is, "NO WAY!"
5 comments:
Oh, I heard a little bit about Cozette's first day in nursery from Mom, but I will call you tomorrow to get the full blow-by-blow. What a big girl. You're a poet (did you know it?)!
Love your poem. These little critters do grow up too soon and I keep telling them not to! You are too clever!
So cute! They get too big too fast!!
I love your poem, it is so true. It is very hard seeing them grow up so fast.
It honestly doesn't feel like she's eighteen months old yet! I can't believe it!
By the way, love the poem!
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