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Mommy's Hands (Children's Prayer)
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Dear God,
Mommy's hands are very large
and mine are very small.
The things that Mommy's hands can do
mine can't do at all.
She says when I grow up, though,
my hands will grow with me
then I can do what Mommy does.
Dear God,
grow me, please?
C.J. Heck
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Lare Austin (3/12/2005 8:58:00 PM)
Oh C J...this is so precious...so loving...it is indeed almost a prayer...(for me, anyway...)
Just me, Lare |
Rusty Daily (3/12/2005 7:04:00 PM)
CJ,
And she will be blessed to have a mommy teach her. Love your simple approach to a daughter and her mom.
Rusty |
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