BABY HANDPRINT POEM

Baby Handprint Poems

Here's a choice of poetry to accompany babies handprints that you will find useful.  Creating a keepsake of your newborn infant's hands is a great way to remember the day of their birth.

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A baby’s hands, like rosebuds furl’d,
Whence yet no leaf expands,
Ope if you touch, though close upcurl’d,
A baby’s hands.

Then, even as warriors grip their brands
When battle’s bolt is hurl’d,
They close, clench’d hard like tightening bands.
A baby’s hands.

No rosebuds yet by dawn impearl’d
Match, even in loveliest lands,
The sweetest flowers in all the world—
A baby’s hands.

~ Algernon Charles Swinburne

My Little Hands

My little hands play patty cake
they peek a boo and wave...
They catch me while I learn to walk
and splash me as I bathe.
My little hands reach up to you,
for hugs before I sleep...
and fold together when I pray
the Lord my soul to keep.
My little hands are tiny now
but yours will serve to guide me...
And when I'm grown I'll still reach out
and know you're right beside me

Handprints

Two little hands
that grasp and hold
cherish each day
that's what I've been told.
They're so small now
but this will not last
they change each day
they grow so fast.
These two little handprints
will help me recall
how little you were
when your hands were so small.

My Handy Work

My hands are very clever
They write and draw all day
And paint things with a squidgy brush
And poke about in clay

I use my hands to cut things out
Stick pictures down with glue
I use them when I scratch my head
I hold things with them too

I even use my hands to clap
When I am at a show
I do it if the play is good
To let the actors know

I painted on my hands today
And pressed them down real hard
To show the world that clever hands
Can be a work of art!

These Handprint poems can be embroidered on blankets or pillows, engraved on a candle, or placed in a picture frame along with the baby's handprints as a memento of the birth.

Hand

Take my hand, imagine
What it will be someday
A hand that's strong, a hand that's kind
Is this what you forsee?

A hand that's skilled, a hand that's sure
A hand that someday may,
Take another little hand
and guide it on its way.

 

Here's a baby poem, more modern,  which seems to capture the delight of a new-born child:-

Beautiful One

Though I was there when you were created, birthed,
yet you are a mystery, child of mine.
Sleeping in my arms, you hold the mysteries of the universe,
and show the wonder of the creator.
Beautiful mystery, child of mine.

My Little Hand

Take my little hand in yours
Teach me wrong from right
Read me bedtime stories
And tuck me in each night
Fill my mind with wonder
And my little heart with love
Teach me about Jesus
How He sent me from above
Help me to always understand
The things I need to know
For it's you who I'll be watching
Each day as I grow
And I'll want to be just like you
When I'm all grown up someday
So take my little hand in yours
and lead me on my way!

Infant Joy

"I have no name;
I am but two days old."
What shall I call thee?
"I happy am,
Joy is my name."
Sweet joy befall thee!
Pretty joy!
Sweet joy, but two days old.
Sweet Joy I call thee:
Thou dost smile,
I sing the while;
Sweet joy befall thee!

~ William Blake

Baby Handprint Poem

Here are my hands
So tiny and small
For you to hang
Upon the wall
For you to watch
As years go by
How we grow
My hands and I

Handprints

Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small,
And always leave my fingerprints
On furniture and walls.
But everyday I'm growing,
I'll be all grown up someday,
And all these tiny handprints
Will simply fade away.
So here's a special handprint
Just so you can recall,
Exactly how my fingers looked
When I was very small.

My Handprint

Here is my handprint,
Five fingers in all,
Outside they are short,
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 day I will grow,
And leave them no more,
My hand prints will be missed,
Of that, I am sure.

So here is one now,
That you can't wipe away.
My present to you,
This Mothers' Day.

Baby poems

Poems for Baby
from Sing-Song by Christina Rossetti

Mother's arms under you,
Her eyes above you;
Sing it high, sing it low,
Love me - I love you.

or another poem for babies by Christina Rossetti:-

Love me, - I love you,
Love me, my baby;
Sing it high, sing it low,
Sing it as may be.

Angels at the foot,
And Angels at the head,
And like a curly little lamb
My pretty babe in bed.

Mother's Heart

I loved you from the very start,
You stole my breath, embraced my heart.
Our life together has just begun
You're part of me my little one.

As mother with child, each day I grew,
My mind was filled with thoughts of you.
I'd daydream of the things we'd share,
Like late-night bottles and teddy bears.

Like first steps and skinned knees,
Like bedtime stories and ABC's.
I thought of things you'd want to know,
Like how birds fly and flowers grow.

I thought of lessons I'd need to share,
Like standing tall and playing fair.
When I first saw your precious face,
I prayed your life be touched with grace.

I thanked the angels from above,
And promised you unending love.
Each night I lay you down to sleep,
I gently kiss your head and cheek.

I count your little fingers and toes;
I memorize your eyes and nose.
I linger at your nursery door,
Awed each day I love you more.

Through misty eyes, I dim the light,
I whisper, "I love you" every night.
I loved you from the very start,
You stole my breath, embraced my heart.

As mother and child our journeys begun,
My heart's yours forever little one.

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