tomorrow morning, my heart will walk out the front door
there will be tears and a tiny broken heart when she watches her daddy drive away
but he will be back to get her after music, art time and circle
preschool
my baby, my sweet little baby
as the hair bow says, "preschool rocks"
and rock it my girl will
she will use her best speech sounds, she will make friends and learn her letters
and i will get over it
she is one of them now
card carrying heartbreakers
for tonight, she is still my baby
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