FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
Wee Gerry went to school today,
And him just over five.
And he looked so small and tender
As he walked off down the drive.
But he took the hand of Gordie
And he held the hand of Mart,
As I looked out on the three of them
It near to broke my heart.
He cut the queerest figure,
So small and pale and thin.
But he walked along determined
With his toes turned in.
I watched them to the corner
Where he stopped to pat old Mac
And I wanted so to call them
To bring my baby back.
But they went on to the corner,
And as they passed it by
I could see wee Gerry crying,
And - I confess - so was I.
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