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Messy Fingers

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Published: February 2006

Sticky fingers, tangled hair,
scattered crayons everywhere.
Fancy artwork on the wall
drawn by little ones three feet tall.
Tell me why and tell me how.
That was mine, I want it NOW!
Fix my bike. Buy me gum.
If you have it, I want some.
Dirty faces, grass-stained knees,
learning words like pretty please.
Endless hugs and goofy wet kisses,
learning respect with 'Mr.' & 'Mrs.'
Scraped-up hands from falling down.
Tender tugs - - on my night gown.
Need more paper for Santa's letter?
I wasn't so bad, but I've been better.
Watching a movie again and again.
Mommy, please put the tape back in.
Messy fingers, hair gone wild,
all in the life of a precious child!

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  • by Fely Serilla
  • 10 months ago

I love it. Exactly what my children do every single day.

  • by Rebecca Jane Pearce
  • 1 year ago

I love it! Because it's silly and funny. Nobody wouldn't enjoy this poem!

  • by Jhon Cooper
  • 3 years ago

I like this poem because it makes me think of my messy son

  • by Ranjana
  • 5 years ago

I love the poem just because I love kids and this poem presents really the lovely picture of childhood. My darling daughter has also liked it very much.

  • by Debbie, Montana
  • 5 years ago

I love this poem! I have 4 children, this poem makes me think back to when my kids were small, and all the little things they said and did. It goes by all too fast. To all you "new" mommies out there, take time to enjoy being a mommy! Don't sweat the small stuff, and make lots of memories! Remember what you put into raising your children, is what you get out.

  • by Tommie
  • 6 years ago

This is such a wonderful poem. I work with poverty stricken kids who have no say in what they can have. Only praying for what they need. Other then the night gown being my pant legs this sounds like my children at work. With soap and water, pencils, paper, and a loving heart. Armed to teach all I can before my time with them is up.

  • by Rebecca, Canada
  • 6 years ago

I love this poem and miss my kids so much can't wait till they come back home, Miss their endless hugs and goofy wet kisses every child is so precious the best thing that can ever happen to a family is the blessing of a child..

  • by dr brian mendonca
  • 8 years ago

I love the way 'Messy Fingers' looks at life through the eyes of a child. Short lines, high on doing-verbs give the poem a racy, tumbling feel. I could easily visualise my neice (15 months) tottering about the house on her toes in full tilt. They have SO much to DO, you know!!

  • by sunshine
  • 8 years ago

I like this poem it makes me think of my children

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