My handprint
Here is my handprint,
Five fingers in all,
Outside they are short,
But the middle is tall,
You will find them on the windows,
You can find them on the walls,
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 Mother's day
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