I washed his face and combed his hair
and dressed him in his best;
a little Levi suit, with matching jeans and vest.
He was quite excited,
not a bit withdrawn or shy;
he looked forward to this adventure,
while I tried not to cry.
You see, it was his very first day
out in the big, wide world;
he was going to kindergarten
like other boys and girls.
So my dreams for him I cherished;
I knew that he would do well,
and I could hardly wait
to hear the stories he would tell
about the many wonderful things
he had learned at school;
such as, 'two plus two is four',
and 'obey the golden rule'.
But when he came home that day
I received quite a shock;
when I asked him what was new,
he said, "Oh, not a lot...
only this one thing,
and not very useful,...shoot!
Just that the girls really like it
when you tell them that they're cute!"