His first set was small and black
Two smudged feet on a hospital tablet

The second set, at preschool, were set into plaster of paris
A pair of hands painted blue, since he was
He informed her-
A boy!

Number three became a Christmas tree
Green hands spread wide for
Sunday school
It was attached to Grandma’s fridge for months

All were now settled into a box that she carried to the basement
They would sit with his other memories
So many pictures and art projects
Waiting for his return

The prints that sent him Upstate would not make the collection

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