A child’s life is a blank page.
What will the first words be?

Shut up!
Get out of my sight.
Go play.
Don’t touch!

You, that child’s parent, write upon
These words teach fear.
They register unwantedness.
They say, “I don’t love you.”

Let your words teach gentleness and beauty.
Let them supply high moral principles,
courage to meet life’s disappointments, pride in a job well done.
Use words that reflect your love:

Beautiful, son!
You did a great job.
Don’t worry–we’ll clean it up together.
I’m so proud of you!

When your child is grown, you will look at him
and see the words you wrote on that blank page.

Write words you will be proud of!

Tiny handprints grow so fast
Their awkward groping soon will clasp
A ball, a book, a sweetheart’s hand,
A diploma, breifcase, wedding band.

Tiny handprints grow so strong
It doesn’t take them very long
To snap a shirt, to paint, to draw,
To labor hard, to drive a car.

Tiny handprints grow to be
A person that is quite unique
A wonderful mix of so many things
With his(her) own feelings, thoughts and dreams.

Tiny handprints grow to rely
On his (her) parents to bring him up just right
His (Her) parents pray that when he’s (she’s)grown
He’ll (she’ll) say their job has been well done.

Tiny handprints are ours to love
The sweetest gift from God above
A miracle that never is surpassed
How sad they grow up way too fast.

We are connected,
My child and I,
by An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.

It’s not like the cord
That connects us ’til birth
This cord can’t been seen
By any on Earth.

This cord does its work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.

I know that it’s there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.

The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe.
It can’t be destroyed
It can’t be denied.

It’s stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.

And though you are gone,
Though you’re not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.

It pulls at my heart
I am bruised…
I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before.

I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can’t take it away!