My handprint
Here is my handprint ,
Five fingers in all ,
Outside they are small,
But the middle is tall,
You will find them on the window,
You can find them on the wall,
They will make a big mess,
For something so small,
One day I will grow,
And leave them no more,
My handprints will be missed,
Of that I am sure,
So here is one now,
That you can't wipe them away,
My present to you,
This mothers day.
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