I remember the little things
that once were only mine,
a homemade heart you
brought from school,
a "Mommy Valentine,"
fingerprints on window panes,
footprints on my rugs,
a little note you wrote to me,
soft and cuddly hugs.
I remember the little things
that I shall always miss,
a dandelion bouquet for me,
a smile, a laugh, a kiss,
Kool-aid smiles of berry blue,
popsicle grins of red,
good night kisses on my cheeks,
tucking you in bed.
I remember the little things,
that can't be bought or sold.
The children that God gave to me
were more precious than pure gold.
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