Journal Entry #12:
Marking the moments of childhood with prints of hands and feet.
Praying blessings upon tiny hands for all that they will do, and hold, and carry.
Gathering hopes for the feet that will go, and stand, and run the race.
Etching syllables that are spoken from their mouths, a reflection of them at this time.
A copy of the "I Am Poem" can be printed here: I Am Poem
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