Hand Prints On The Wall

Hand Prints on the Wall

One day as I was picking the toys up off the floor,

I noticed a small hand print.

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.

Then tears welled up inside my eyes,

I knew it wouldn't last,

for every mother knows,

her children grow up way too fast.

Just then I put my chores aside

and held my children tight.

I san to them sweet lullabies

and rocked into the night.

Sometimes we take for granted

all those things that seem so small.

Like one of God's great treasures,

a small hand print on the wall.

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