| My Handprints My little hands play pat-a-cake They play peek-a-boo and wave... They catch me while I learn to walk And splash me as I bathe. My little hands reach up to you, For hugs before I sleep... And fold together when I pray The Lord my soul to keep. My little hands are tiny now But yours will serve to guide me... And when I'm grown I'll still reach out And know you're right beside me. -- Unknown -- |
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| A Child's Hand The promise of tomorrow And the hope of dreams come true, A reminder of the childhood That is still a part of you. The wonder of a miracle from which this love began There is so much found In the touch of a child's hand. -- Unknown -- |
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