Once again

I drop my son of to his nursery school
And I go through memory lane,
The red, yellow, blue, nursery table and chairs
The going about singing-ringa ringa,
The dressing up as fairy for fancy dress
Being admonished for forgetting to bring crayons
Distributing chocolates on a birthday,
The ecstasy on getting a ‘very good’
The running to get out of school when the bell rang……………..
I turn round to wave at him once again
And though he thinks I have never been to school
I grin and gear up
To live it once again.

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