First Time

Smart was her mother 

And innocent was her learning 

To compel me to send my daughter 

To LKG of premium school.

Reluctant was she 

With teary eyes 

Not to leave her mother 

For even a moment,

I took her to school,

Luring her to give chocolates and 

Ice cream on her return.

Stranded was I on the gate to see teacher taking her inside 

For the first time.

Worried was I to wait for her to come.

Time sprinted, and I was ready to give chocolates and ice cream to her.

She came and grabbed me,

Lolling her tongue to tell 

That she would come daily,

But not without her mother 

To stay with her inside.

Kissing her forehead 

And handing the chocolate,

I returned home with her.