Hands and Feet
Mommy, Mommy I have made
prints of my little hands and feet.
So you can remember me when
I was so small and sweet.
The hands that held yours so tight,
held you tight for hugs and that fold to pray.
The feet that went pitter patter
through the house all day long.
I will continue to grow big and strong,
but always remember MY LOVE
for you will last my whole life long.
By Heather Freeze
Copyright © Heather Freeze | Year Posted 2016
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