Tic-Toc, Tic-Toc, Tic-Toc

Tic-toc, tic-toc, tic-toc

the time is almost here

 

Tic-toc, tic-toc, tic-toc

this is the last of it

 

The time has passed like wind,

the fast kind, not a breeze

 

There was a first one, then two,

at last there were the three

Three little babies who then began to read

 

The last one of the three

will be my last to keep so near

 

Tic-toc, tic-toc, tic-toc

like knocking on the door,

to kindergarten soon,

the youngest dear will go

 

Alone the mom will be,

she chose to make this work

 

Career on pause and all

but joy instead had come

 

Without promotions and praises

but with memories in special places

 

Tic-toc, tic-toc, tic-toc

the last preschooler goes

 

Tic-toc, tic-toc, tic-toc

and now where will I go?

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