Sunday, August 14, 2011

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE 6TH GRADE

Tomorrow morning my baby girl will walk into a new school.
A new set of classes
A new set of teachers
Not a play ground in site.
She will be a middle schooler
with al a carte lunches
and study halls.

She is prepared as much as possible
she has been very nervous this year
her Daddy couldn't understand why
she was in such a tizzy tonight.
She cut her leg shaving
she brushed and flossed and lotioned

so many changes getting ready for this year
we shopped at
aeropostle
charlotte russe
american eagle
the buckle

we bought toms instead of nikes
we got feathers in her hair
we had her nails done

she is carrying a purse this year
she needs some where to keep
her phone and all those things
girls need

I probably won't get a photo of her in class
she made sure everything fit in her backpack
so Mama doesn't need to walk her in
she's to big to have her Mama walk her in to class

Mama doesn't feel like she is big enough to
go into school by herself
but I will let her do it on her own
as I watch through the car window
proud that I have helped prepare her
for days like these
days she needs to be confident and brave
days where she will come home
to tell me all about her day
the friends she reconnected with
new friends she made
which classes she liked
and those she didn't
she will tell me with excitement
about the new lunch options
she has never had before

it will be a long day for me
as I watch the clock
anxious to get home
to hear all about her day
in this new place
called
middle school


1 comment:

Kelley said...

I love your poem!