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One day as I was picking


the toys up off the floor


I noticed a small hand print


on the wall beside the door.



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 sang 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.



Author Unknown

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