She brushed his hair and pressed upon his brow
A kiss, then flicked a raveling from his coat.
Bye, bye, she waved, but something in her throat
Shut off the words, and vision failed her now
As hesitatingly he went and then
She saw him swallowed up among the youth
Enroute to school and realized the truth -
That he would never be the same again.
But she would always have the memory
Of love-filled days, his darling babyhood.
And if he only grew up to be good,
Then facing her responsibility
She looked out bravely through a well of tears
And prayed for guidance through the coming years.
~ Maude Woods Plessinger
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