Slipping Through my Fingers
A/N: The song is 'Slipping Through my Fingers' by ABBA, also featured in Mamma Mia (my favourite film). This song gets to me every time, especially now I'm away from home for University.
Sabine was waiting to having breakfast with her only daughter, Marinette. She had put out some croissants, a cold jug of orange juice, and the kettle was boiling in case anyone wanted a hot drink.
Like a hurricane, Marinette sped downstairs into the kitchen grabbed a croissant, kissed her mum's cheek and ran off.
"Bye Mama, I'm meeting Alya before school. See you later!" Marinette yelled behind her, leaving her mother stunned in the kitchen.
Sabine sat down at one of the stools, wondering where all the time had gone. Wasn't it only yesterday Marinette was learning to walk and talk? She's growing up so fast, Sabine thought with a sigh.
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
That feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers
Do I really see what's in her mind?
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures?
The places I had planned for us to go
Well, some of that we did, but most we didn't
And why, I just don't know
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind?
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent minded smile
As Tom entered the kitchen Sabine quickly wiped away the tears in her eyes. He immediately noticed her mood and went to comfort her.
"Don't worry darling, she'll be home soon."
"She's growing up so fast," Sabine whispered as she headed downstairs to open the bakery "I'm not ready."