Memories of a child //Elies

Everyone has memories of their childhood. I have nice one's.

A little poem:

Fingerprints

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 up some day
And all those tiny handprints
Will surely fade away
So here's a final handprint
Just so you can recall
Exactly how my fingers looked
When I was very small.

from: www.geocities.com/Heartland/Village/3771/children.html

I hope you'll love it! Rate please?!