Friday, 22 April 2016

TINY HANDPRINTS

Tiny handprints grow so fast
Their awkward groping soon will clasp
A ball, a book a sweetheart’s hand
A diploma, briefcase, a wedding band

Tiny handprints grow so strong
It doesn’t take them very long
To snap a shirt, to paint, to draw
To work hard, to drive a car
 
My little grandson

Tiny handprints grow to be
A person that is quite unique
A wonderful mix of so many things
With his own feelings, thought 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)

12 comments:

  1. Thanks for your visit and comment. Diane.

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    1. You have a wonderful blog and also my son Ralph likes your site!

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  2. Lovely photo and nice poem. And the kids do grow up too fast. Everything goes too fast!

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    1. Yes, they grow up too fast. But I also like the seasons of our life!

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  3. What a beautiful photo and the poem is lovely!

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    1. Yes! I was seeking for a poem about baby hands and so I found this poem. It's very special!

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  4. Hello, sweet photo and a lovely poem! Thanks for sharing! Happy Friday, enjoy your weekend!

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Thanks for taking the time to visit and pass a comment! Dank je wel!