Friday, May 11, 2012

Lil' Twins..

Two faces to wash, and four dirty hands

Two insistent voices, making demands

Twice as much crying, when things go wrong

The four eyes closing, with slumber song

Twice as many garments, blowing on the line

Two souls to be loved, glory in the hearts

Work we do for twins, naturally comes double

But four arms to hug us, repay all our trouble.

~ We Love u, Qaisara & Qalesya ~
~ so much ~

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