A beautiful poem I came across

Dear Mom and Dad,

There used to be so many of my finger prints to see on the furniture,
Walls and things from sticky gummy me,
But if you stop and think awhile,
You will see I am growing fast,
Those tiny fingers have disappeared
And you cannot bring them back…
So here is a small reminder…
Do not wipe away my tiny finger prints,

For some day when you look at them, You’ll have a hearty laugh…