Handprint Poems
My Handprints - #1

            Sometimes you get discouraged
            Because I am so small
            And I always leave my fingerprints
            on furniture and walls.
            But every day I'm growing-
            I'll be grown up someday
            And all those tiny handprints
            Will surely fade away.
            So here's a final handprint
            Just so you can recall
            Exactly how my fingers looked
            When I was very small.

            ~author uknown

My Handprints - #2

            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 own feelings, thoughts and dreams.

            Tiny handprints grow to rely
            On his parents to bring him up just right
            His parents pray that when he's grown
            He'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 to fast.

            ~author unknown

My Handprints - #3

              My dirty little hand print
              I've left on every wall
              And on the drawers and table tops
              I've really marked them all
              But here is one that won't rub off
              I'm giving it to you
              Because I'm so thankful
              for a mother just like you.

              ~author unknown

My Handprints - #4

              I miss you when we're not together
              I'm growing up so fast
              See how big I've gotten
              Since you saw me last?

              As I grow, I'll change a lot,
              The years will fly right by.
              You'll wonder how I grew so quick
              When and where and why?

              So look upon this hand print plaque
              That's hanging on your wall.
              And memories will come back of me,
              When I was very small

              ~author unknown
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