Agnes and Senga
were born entwined
back in the summer
of June 69
everyone sighed
at these twin geminis
though Agnes was quiet
and Senga just cried
Though they were twins
they soon showed different tastes
Agnes liked some foods
that Senga would waste
into their teens
they would go different ways
as Senga liked nightime
Agnes liked day
Agnes was happy
content with her life
Senga was boisterous
and got into fights
Agnes wore colours
that brightened her day
Senga was sombre
and wore mostly grey
Agnes got married
and thought it was bliss
Senga stayed single
and gave men a miss
Agnes got pregnant
and was overjoyed
Senga was happy
she had little boys
Back in the summer
of June 96
Noel and Leon
were born to Agnes
everyone sighed
at these twin geminis
though Noel was quiet
and Leon just cried.
Thank you for the insightful write, Charlie... The humor is appropriate (love 'they would go different ways, ' which is actually quite often true for twins in the one sense!) ... The poem is full of light and humanity. Wonderful! Esther : ]
A wonderful story, different as night and day but came from the same womb. How Ironic Patricia
Cute poem, Charlie. I have to tell you that my son has two tortoises (?) and their names are Agnes and Angus. Your poem reminded me of them. One is big and likes to play games, the other stayed smaller and just sits around and poops! Linda
What a profound poem, really grabs hold of the heart, a great write in my opinion, Take care Charles and I hope to see more of your work in the not too distant future Love duncan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Charles, it sounds like history repeating itself... very interesting! Brian