Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Tiny hands..

Remembering my Kids tiny hands



Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small
I always leave my handprints
On the furniture and walls
But everyday I'm growing big
And soon I'll be very tall
Then all my little handprints
Will be so hard to recall
So here's a special gift
Just so that you can say
This is how my hands looked
When I placed them here today


-Poem courtesy pinterest

6 comments:

Emily Rose said...

Such a precious photo. Beautiful post.:)

A Homemaker's Utopia said...

Thank u Emily...:-)

Sandhya said...

Yeah.. I am also remembering Saketh's hands and I am feeling that its a photograph taken to Sahiti's hands now.. :)

A Homemaker's Utopia said...

Really precious pics...

Archetypes India said...

Sensitively written poem about miracle I admire. I would love to share your poem with my friends, who are Non-Bloggers by post. Personally children never cease to teach me and inspire. I also wrote a couple of poems and a metafiction on little Rhea on my poetry blog- BEEHIVE IN GONDWANA.

A Homemaker's Utopia said...

@ Archetypes,
Sorry,I haven't written this poem..I donno how to write poetry..Anyways thanks for the comment..:-)
Pls do share your poems..:-)