Your foot prints track where you've been and where you are headed.
Your hands express the curiosity and desire to explore all that is new.
Your heart holds true to who you've loved and who may be lucky,
to be loved by you.
Your eyes express the beam that shines from your innocent angel soul.
How I wish my foot prints were tracking me towards you on your first birthday.
How I wish my hands could lift you up and watch you through your explorations.
My heart has been blessed because you were born, and I have been lucky to be loved by you.
My eyes shine at the thought of being a witness to your precious life.
Poema do iraniano Negin Farrah Shapourian, tirado de http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/foot-prints/
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