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