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| 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! | ||||