I dropped my daughter off at school, this morning.
Had to wait while the bus unloaded the high-school kids.
I watched them pass in front of me, so casually, so naÔve.
And I was filled with such an ache
I almost burst into tears.
Age, viewing youthÖ
With envy, longing, wonder, jealously,
appreciation, and pain.
Itís that sort of day, today.
And will be every day after.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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