ECHOES

The other day I found a notebook 

You’d written in last year 

All that you had learned in school 

Was carefully printed there 

Yesterday, I bought you a notebook 

Its pages clean and bare 

Waiting for your new lessons

To be transcribed with care  

When you came home on your last day 

All those weeks back in June 

It was the completion of a journey

The months that passed so soon

As you set off once again 

To start a year anew 

The days beckon like blank pages with

The things that wait for you 

And when the year is over 

I hope that you look back 

At pages filled with all great things 

And growth that you can track