One day as I was picking the toys up off the floorI 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 handprint on the wall.
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