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Contributed by Leanne Guenther and lots of viewers.  Thanks everyone!

My Handprints

Sometimes I might upset you
Because I am so small
And always leave my fingerprints
on furniture and walls.

But everyday I grow a bit
And soon I'll be so tall
That all those little fingerprints
Will be so hard to recall.

So here's a special handprint
Just so that you can say
This is how my fingers looked
When I placed them here today

Footprint Poem

The pitter patter of little feet
Leave behind something dear and sweet
A precious treasure for me to keep
The memories of your little feet.

My Handprints

My dirty little handprint
I've left on every wall
And on the drawers and tabletops
I've really marked them all
But here is one that won't rub off
I'm giving it to you
Because I am so thankful
For a (mother/father/gran) just like you!

My Hands

These little hands can wave Hello
Or put smudges on the wall
They can fold in prayer, throw a kiss
Or reach up so very tall
They'll clasp your hand for a little stroll
Or shape a ball from clay
But most of all, they'll stay with you
When I'm grown up and far away

My Handprints

There used to be so many
Of my finger prints to see
On furniture and walls and things
From sticky, grubby me.

But if you stop and think awhile
You'll see I'm growing fast
these little moments disappear
You can't bring back the past.

So here is a small reminder
to keep, not throw away
Of tiny hands and how they looked 
to make you smile someday.

My Handprints

Tiny handprints grow so fast
Their awkward groping soon will clasp
A ball, a book a sweetheart's hand
A diploma, briefcase, a wedding band

Tiny handprints grow so strong
It doesn't take them very long
To snap a shirt, to paint, to draw
To work hard , to drive a car

Tiny handprints grow to be
A person that is quite unique
A wonderful mix of so many things
With his own feelings, thought and dreams

Tiny handprints grow to rely
On his parents to bring him up just right
His parents pray that when he's grown
He'll say their job has been well done

Tiny handprints are ours to love
The sweetest gift from God above
A miracle that never is surpassed
How sad they grow up way to fast -   

Handprint Poem Idea 1:
Children have a certain way
of growing bigger every day,
But these little hands
and this special smile
will stay in our
hearts a long, long while.

Handprint Poem Idea 2:

This is my hand.
My hand will do
A 1000 loving things with you
And you will remember
When I am tall..
That once my hand
Was just this small.

Handprint Poem Idea 3:

My dirty little fingerprints
I've left on every wall,
And on the drawers and table tops,
I've really marked them all.
But here is one that won't rub off,
I'm giving it to you,
Because I'm thankful for a (mother/father/grandma/etc) just like you!

Handprint Poem Idea 4:

Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small,
And always leave my fingerprints
On furniture and walls.
But everyday I am growing,
-I'll be grown up someday,
And all these tiny handprints
Will simply fade away.
So here's a final handprint
Just so you can recall,
Exactly how my fingers looked
When I was very small.
I love you!

Handprint Poem Idea 5:

You always
clean the fingerprints
I leave upon the wall.
I seem to make a mess of things
Because I am so small.
The years will pass so quickly
I'll soon be grown like you
And all my little fingerprints
Will surely fade from view.
So here's a special handprint
A memory that's true.
So you'll recall the very day
I made this just for you!

Handprint Poem Idea 6:

Here is my hand
So tiny, so small
to hang somewhere
upon your wall.

Handprint Poem Idea 7:

This is the hand
You used to hold
When I was only
__ years old.

Thanks to Janet Miller for writing and sharing this poem!

I made this perfect gift to share with you today, 
It is one of a kind, and very unique, yet it changes everyday.

It can hold on tight and wave good-bye, it can even say hello,
It is a part of me that will grow to be, like Daddy's when I am old.

I give to you my Hanprint it is baked forever in clay, 
It's my way of saying "I love you", on your special day!

Thanks to Melissa for sharing her footprint poem with us: 

Daddy, daddy I have made, Prints of my little feet.
Then you can remember when, I was so small and sweet.

I will grow and baby days will all be in the past, 
But you can know my love for you, Daddy will always last.

Thanks to Sharon for sharing her version with us: 

Sharon wrote: "I did this with my middle school kids for their moms for Christmas! (next to last line for the boys is I've grown into a young man)"

You always cleaned the fingerprints
I left upon the wall.
I seemed to make a mess of things
Because I was so small.

The years are passing quickly
I'll soon be grown like you
And all my little fingerprints
Have faded from your view.

So here is one last handprint
A bigger one, that's true.
I've grown into a woman
and owe it all to you!