Becky Crenshaw

Oh my sweet boy, what can I say?

Weren’t you born just the other day?

How did this happen? You big guy, you.

All grown up and going to

Kindergarten, today its true!

I am thrilled and proud!

(But so sad, too.)

Last night I tucked you in your bed.

It all came to me – the books we’ve read,

The games we’ve played, the Sunday praise,

The fun we’ve had these schooless days.

But now it’s time to send you out.

So run and learn and jump and shout!

“I’m five and smart and ready to start

This school God’s called me to be part!”

Now don’t forget, I’ll be right here

To help you read and dry your tears.

I wish you knew how proud I am

to call you mine and hold your hand.

My big school boy, have a great first day

You go on, I’ll stay here and pray.

Now, Sweet Lord, between us two

Watch over Him. Protect him, too.

I know you love him more that I

But I don’t like to say “good-bye.”

So this is what I’ll have to do,

I’ll find rest in your Word, it’s true.

“For I know the plans I have for you

To give them hope and a future, too.”

Those words so sweet to mommy ears.

I know you love my little dears.

Now hold my hand and dry my tears

And thank you for these special years.