I’ve always loved this poem; it reminds me of my grandmother. Though my grandmother passed away, though not necessarily lyrical, the sentiment is one of living in the moment.
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“Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small
And always leave my fingerprints –
On furniture and walls.
But every day I’m growing
I’ll be grown someday
And all those tiny handprints
Will surely fade away.
So here’s a little handprint
Just so you can recall
Exactly how my fingers looked
When I was very small.”
What is the bright side of your day?
The bright side was just getting up but the poem was very cute.
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