Little moments. . . giant rewards

My little hands play patty-cake
They peek-a-boo and wave.....
They catch me while I learn to walk,
And splash me as I bathe.
They hold your fingers tightly
And touch your heart so deep...
My little hands reach out to you
For hugs before I sleep.....
My little hands are tiny now continued
But yours will serve to guide me.
And when I'm grown I'll still reach out
And know you're right beside me.