Tomorrow was Milo's first day at a
new school.
Mom helped him name the jumpy worry.
Together they drew a morning map:
backpack, goodbye, blue table,
snack, story, then home.
At the gate, Milo squeezed Mom's hand
and remembered their after-school meeting place.
At the blue table,
Milo breathed slowly and used his practiced
words: Can you help me?
Soon he painted a cardboard rocket beside
a new friend. The room no longer
felt enormous.
At pickup, Milo carried a paper star
and his own brave story. Tomorrow felt
possible.