There lived a small girl
In her own small world
She knew no worries
Seen, told or heard
And there lived the parents
Watching her each moment
They laughed with her, they played with her
And prayed for her when silent
The days were going fine
But those were moving though
The small girl of two and a half
Suddenly grew in her shoe
The father was a bit worried
The girl knows nothing but the home
Its time to admit her to the school
He decided one day when alone
This when travelled and reached the mother
She was uneasy to the core
Her weekdays world of two seemed to shatter
When she had her daughter, and no more
Now, there was a long argument that followed
It lasted, and lasted, till a fight
The mother wept, and the father consoled
And the matter at that hour died
The days were again good
They laughed and played like before
The small girl was now 2 years and nine months
And the matter was upfront again for sure
The father worried, the mother resisted
The latter wept, the former consoled
But this time, they kept the matter alive
And the good schools list online was unfold
The coming week was a personal visit
To the 4 schools and nurseries short listed
The small girl was still unaware
Whilst the parents were busy finding her the best
They settled on a pretty, beautiful nursery
It was amidst the big park
A few yards walk would lead to the ducks' pond
The nature here was a fresh stark
Then came the day that the parents dreaded
The small girl today would be at her own
Her bag was stuffed with her favourite snacks and fruits
In spite of 'no eating mid session' rule known
The father took the day off
The mother dressed the girl cute
All three of them started their walk
Towards 'Scamps Day Nursery' road
The staff welcomed them very well
They asked them not to worry a bit
Everything looked warm and perfect
Till the moment the parents were to quit
The mother went to drop the girl in her room
Who was happy to see many small faces together
The only bit of the problem was
Mother's hand was clutched in her small fingers
It took more courage than ever thought
Leaving her hands and turning quiet
The girl was crying 'mamma... mamma...'
And out, father had tears he couldn't fight
They both made their way home
Not a word they spoke in between
There were three full hours to wait
The house today looked irritatingly clean
Then ended the wait, and ended their silence
The parents started hopefully towards the nursery
This time, they were full of conversation
More advices from each side, than necessary
They waited out, while the session ended
One of the staff members brought their small girl
She told them about the girl's day at school
And the parents nodded their heads, pretending to hear all
The girl's face showed immense fear
Unsure of everything around her
It elated seeing her parents
Whom she thought had left forever
While walking back she had stories to tell
And that how she laughed and cried
She repeated whenever asked that the school was good
But going again, she denied
The next day was a little relief
The small girl on hearing 'school' got up from bed
She finished her breakfast without trouble
The mother got her quickly dressed
This time they asked the father to stay
So just two of them walked to nursery
The small girl until entering the room was chatty
Then came again the 'leaving mother' misery
After leaving the small girl crying
The mother took quick steps back home
Soon she was very happy, her daughter was painting
They just confirmed on the telephone
The next few days were no different
The daughter cried while leaving the mother
Her stories though were more creative
And had more difficult words than ever
Very soon the day came
When the small girl smiled at her mother
You go home, I'm playing games here
She said and set a milestone for the future
Her little world was widening
The mother was overfilled with joy
The next second she told this to the father
And they asked each-other not to cry
It has been two months this way
3 hours 3 days at the nursery
The small girl is not 3 years yet
But she gained much confidence and vocabulary
The little teeth are brushed twice
She washes up after the toilet
Is always ready with 'Thanks' and 'Sorry'
Before you feel it is any late
The mother and father are more happy
The happier days are back again
Their daughter is into the safe hands
Ready to go, sun or rain!
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