Growing Up Poem
A mother watches with pride as her child spreads her wings.
Wings To Fly
© Heather J. Wiswell
You came to me on a sunny November day.
You were so precious to hold in my arms to stay.
At first it was hard, you would hurt and cry.
I loved you so much, you touched my heart inside.
You are growing bigger every day.
I know I must let you walk away.
Down in my heart from here to the sky.
You are taking steps with wings to fly.
I am so proud of all that you are.
You will always be my shining star.
Your first day of Kindergarten is finally here.
I know you are excited that is perfectly clear.
Mommy will walk with you and kiss you goodbye.
Spread your wings precious girl it’s time to fly.
<< One Last Time, Can I Carry You?
Though You Are Grown >>
|Read More Growing Up Poems|
Liked this poem?
You might also like
Has this poem touched you?
Share Your Story
Select a Tab