~ An Hour With You~

These little hands of mine,
Reach out to touch you,
They reach for assurance,
Seeking guidance too.

Tiny little hands of mine,
Will make prints on the walls,
They will leave reminders,
As o'er the years you'll recall.

Smears upon the mirror,
Food on the refrigerator door,
A chocolate stain upon the chair,
My hands will make many more.

Exploring hands, mischievous hands,
Hands that bring forth no-no,
Hands that leave their prints,
In each step of life they show.

These little hands are so busy,
In life they play such a part,
But the greatest print of mine,
Is the one I place upon your heart.

Gayle Davisİ (Granny)
November 10, 2005
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