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I used to love poetry at school, especially the type that rhymes, which is possibly why I like Julia Donaldson books so much but never get chance to write or read it these days. So this is a poem for my eldest daughter. 

Only a few years ago,
When she seemed so very small.
As I walked to school beside her
Her so tiny, me so tall.

Today as she took her place beside
the other children in her class,
It made me realise how all too soon
Those first years can pass.

In my memories are the times when,
She first learned how to walk.
Or those words only we knew
When she first began to talk.

My beautiful girl so creative
When learning how to write.
But I am sure that it was only a blink of an eye
And she was a "big" girl overnight.

So as she grows older, past those infant days and more, I have to accept my eldest baby girl, is not a baby anymore.