Pre-K
It was fall
in Brooklyn,
when the beautiful
weather of September
and I were strolling
beneath low-hanging trees,
walking hand-in-hand,
with the Autumn breeze.
I closed my eyes
to breathe,
slowly inhaling
the intoxicating
laughter
of little children,
joyfully skipping
as they happily
headed off to
their first day
of Pre-K,
Taking baby steps
towards their futures
like little birdies,
so eager to fly away
with their precious
little dreams.
Watching them leave
their mother's nest
for the very first time,
I couldn't help
but smile inside
as their precious
little wings
fluttered nervously
beneath
their clothing.
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