First day of school

I’ll soon be walking through that door,

I’ve waited all these years.

But nothing’s quite prepared me for

this sudden flood of tears.

I know that I will be OK,

I’ll take whatever comes,

as soon as I can get away

from all these weeping mums!

Jenny Erlanger

First published in “Hopscotch” (Jellibeanz Publications, 2011)

• Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #4