Friday, 11 May 2018

To my mother

Here is my handprint,
Five fingers in all,
Outside they are short,
                                     But the middle is tall,                                                            

you will find them on windows,
you can find them on the wall,
They will make a big mess,
For something so small.

one day i will grow,
And leave them no more,
My handprints will be missed,
Of that, i am sure.

So here is one now,
You cant wipe away,
My present,
This Mothers day

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