Twins

Twins

They come to us right as a pair,

Best friends right from the start,

To make this thing that’s oh so special,

It’s nature’s work of art,

All kinds of theories are out there,

About their special gifts,

I wonder if inside the womb,

They sometimes have a tiff,

They come to us all shapes and size,

Sometimes a girl or boy,

That film that stars ol’ Dan and Arnie,

All bring a lot of joy,

I wonder if they think the same,

Or if that’s just a tale,

If someone said to pick my fave,

I’d happily go fail,

These twins are this earth’s gift to me,

I don’t know what to say,

Except to say that I shall love them,

Until my dying day.

Explanation

This is another case of someone challenging me to write a poem. Blame the internet. If you want to suggest any to me, just tweet me @philverney.