One day as I was picking
the toys up off the floor
I noticed a small hand print
on the wall
beside the floor.
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I knew that it was something
that I'd seen most every day
but this time when I saw it there
I wanted it to stay.
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Then tears welled up inside my eyes,
I knew it wouldn't last
for every mother knows,
her
children grow up way too fast.
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Just then I put my chores aside
and held my children tight.
I sang to them sweet lullabies
and rocked into the night.
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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.
**Author Unknown**
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