Fingerprints

I see fingerprints on my window
And smudgy kisses on the door
And I press my hand to touch them
As I've done so many times before

And all through my house a presence
To me it is so dear
With little fingerprints left behind
Along with laughter I still hear

For everywhere that they have touched
And left a telltale sign
Again I place my fingers there
Then In my heart I whisper they are mine

And in that moment of love so pure
God's fingerprints are revealed
Permanently on my heart and soul
With Him my life is sealed

To God we must be as a child
Our fingerprints are His design
As we read and study His Word
Then He whispers you are mine

And reluctantly I wash away
Signs of love that said so much
Sparkling windows looking back at me
I remember their innocent touch

But they will come again to me
Leaving fingerprints on my heart
As I read His Word the gift of love
Where my fingerprints came from the start

And I am so so thankful
Could I possibly ask for more
Little fingerprints on my window
Smudgy kisses on my door

This poem won first place for the August 2006 poetry contest

Book by Kathleen Higham

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