Ode to Twins
They waddle through the yard and giggle  at me.
This must be just the best that life can be.
I watch them learn, I watch them play, I sigh
Their smiles can make my heart go soaring high.

They can not talk, their gestures are their voice,
But with each trick they learn, we all rejoice.
I muse each day at what they’ll grow to be,
Who knows? As long as they grow hapily!