My Hand print
Here is my hand print,
Five fingers in all,
Outside they short,
But the middle is tall.
You will find them on the windows,
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 hand prints will be missed,
Of that I am sure.
So here is one now,
That you can't wipe away,
My present to you,
This Mothers' Day!
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