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Friday, July 16, 2004


   POEM
Sometimes you get dicouraged
Because I am so small
And always leave my fingerprints
On furniture and walls.

But everyday I'm growing-
I'll be grown up someday
And all those tiny handprints
Will surely fade away.

So here's a final handprint
Just so you can recall
Exactly how my fingerprints looked
When I was small.


-That is the poem that was on the paper that I put my handprint on in paint when I was in Preschool and gave it to my mom.

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