"my hand print poem Here is my handprint, Five fingers in all, Out side they are shart, But the middle is tall, You will find them on windows, You can find them on the wall They will make a big mess ,for something so small One dat i will grow , ans leave them no more , My hand sprints will be messed,of that , I am sure,so here is one now, That you can't wipe away. My present to you, This mothers' Day writter by y.jahanpriya"