Here is the poem that goes with it:
Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small
And 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.
2 comments:
How precious is that!
Happy Mother's Dad, Jenny!
That is way cool.. Happy Mothers day
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