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Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small.
And always leave my fingerprints
On furniture and walls.
But every day I'm growing up
And soon I'll be so tall.
That all those little hand prints
Will be so hard to recall.
So here's a special hand print
Just so that you can say
This is how my fingers looked
When I placed them here today.
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Children are a gift of the Lord, Psalm 127:3
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picture here
You always clean the fingerprints
I leave upon the wall.
I seem to make a mess of things
Because I am so small.
The years will pass so quickly
I'll soon be grown like you.
And all my little fingerprints
Will surely fade from view.
So here's a special handprint
And a picture of me, too.
So you'll recall the very day
I made this just for you!
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One
day as I was picking
the toys up off the floor,
I noticed a small hand print
on the wall beside the floor.
I knew that it was something
that I'd seen most every day,
but this time when I saw it there
I wanted to stay.
Then tears welled up inside my eyes,
I knew it wouldn't last
for every mother knows,
her children grow up way too fast.
Just then I put my chores aside
and held my children tight.
I sang to them sweet lullabies
and rocked into the night.
Sometimes we take for granted
all those things that seem so small.
Like one of God's great treasures.....
a small handprint on the wall.
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Tiny
handprints
Tiny
handprints grow so fast
Their awkward groping soon will clasp
A ball, a book, a sweetheart's hand,
A diploma, briefcase, wedding band.
Tiny handprints grow so strong
It doesn't take them very long
To snap a shirt, to paint, to draw,
To labor hard, to drive a car.
Tiny handprints grow to be
A person that is quite unique
A wonderful mix of so many things
With his(her) own feelings, thoughts and dreams.
Tiny handprints grow to rely
On his (her) parents to bring him up just right
His (Her) parents pray that when he's (she's) grown
He'll (she'll) say their job has been well done.
Tiny handprints are ours to love
The sweetest gift from God above
A miracle that never is surpassed
How sad they grow up way too fast.
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My
handprints
My
little hands play pat-a-cake
They play peek-a-boo and wave...
They catch me while I learn to walk
And splash me as I bathe.
My little hands reach up to you,
For hugs before I sleep...
And fold together when I pray
The Lord my soul to keep.
My little hands are tiny now
But yours will serve to guide me...
And when I'm grown I'll still reach out
And know you're right beside me.
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A
Childs hand
The
promise of tomorrow
And the hope of dreams come true,
A reminder of the childhood
That is still a part of you.
The wonder of a miracle
From which this love began
There is so much found
In the touch of a child's hand.