First Day at School

Mam was squeezing my hand.
Shaking, trembling,
far worse than me.
But I had no concept of the coming day,
No Idea of what lay
beyond the gates.
A growing changing me,
a sense of change, too oblique to know.
I didn’t understand
what it was to grow.
Then the rush, the release of hands,
tears and hugs again
and then I was in.

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