Off to School

Thistledown Leaving Home
Standing in the doorway in your new school uniform.
Will you learn to use a computer or scratch a tile with cuneiform?
For all your life, with little strife, you’ve been at home right here.
Shall we send you off with smiles while we weep a hidden tear?

This is where it all starts, the thin end of the wedge.
From here, you’re flying solo on life’s precarious ledge.
Stretch your wings and see the things life has for you to learn,
We sit here with your absence, awaiting your return.

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