Guest guest Posted April 12, 2001 Report Share Posted April 12, 2001 Thanks Barbara. That was beautiful. However it made me think of ending it differently. So I rewrote " MY " version of the ending. (last three verses) Love, ......and Karly HANDPRINTS Sticky hands and fingers, Marks left on the wall, Doors left swinging open, Muddy footprints in the hall. Children leave their traces, Never thinking twice That Mom and Dad must clean up With bleach and paint and ice. It's often cause for heartache When Mom's left with the task, But sons and daughters sometimes Just forget to ask. But how we miss those clean-ups When the hallways are so clear, How we wish our little ones could leave those sticky handprint, smear. Oh what we wouldn't give to see marks left on the wall, Or the beautiful sight from a running foot print in the hall. Cause our kids don't just leave footprints or handprints from their play, Oh God, that would be just such a glorious day. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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