A Nursery Goodbye
Sticky fingers, freckled noses,
Head, shoulders, knees and toes-es.
Shapes and colours, ABCs,
Taking turns and 1,2,3’s.
Toothless smiles, hugs and giggles,
Circle Time and lots of wiggles.
Wooden blocks and dress-up clothes,
Learning how a flower grows.
Milk and biscuits, first time friends,
Thinking days like these won’t end.
Pre-school done before you know it,
No one sadder than this poet.
Like a butterfly, time has flown,
You have learned and you have grown.
Tiny chairs give way to desks,
Book reports and spelling tests.
So take off now, spread your wings,
Soar to new heights, learn new things.
Just remember as you do,
Someone’s very proud of you.