by Paula Perron

With these hands I learned to clap when I thought something was funny With these hands I held my first Easter egg and cuddled my first Bunny With these hands I learned to eat by myself and after wash them with soap With these hands I learned to jump without tripping on the rope With these hands I learned to read and write my very own name With these hands I learned to climb poles and bars on a metal frame With these hands I learned to be a leader staying at the top of my class With these hands I learned one final thing not to let a good thing pass