Tomorrow you start in Reception,
The calendar tells me it’s so.
It’s been scribbled in red for months now,
But wait: where did that time go?
I bought your uniform, your shoes, your PE kit;
Spent hours labelling all of your clothes.
We’ve tried them all on in the front room,
But tell me: where did those weeks go?
We filled up your summer journal,
Covered it with photographs just so.
You smiled as you coloured the pictures,
But hang on: where did those months go?
You tell me you’re scared of tomorrow,
You tell me you don’t want to go.
Truth is, I don’t want you to either,
Because, where did that year go?
See, I want to go back and just keep you.
More than ever, I wish you would know,
You’re my best little friend in the world now,
But wait: where did four years go?
My heart hurts as badly as yours does,
But tomorrow I won’t let it show.
I’ll force a smile and wave you goodbye now,
But tell me: where did my baby go?
You won’t be alone in that classroom,
It’s the one thing I want you to know:
I gave you my heart when I had you;
And to school, with you, it’ll go.