Every-where you went
Every- time you cried
Every-body still admired
Wherever you’d traveled
Thereafter she was called you
Then after you were called her
Today you look like butterflies just the same:
Beautiful black and yellow dots your frames
Dance with the wind, flap your wings, and sing
Even time can’t separate your wings from your frame
Kay and Kam-Mi will forever remain twins, individually,
Rising against the wind then dancing between flowers.
Happy-Happy -Birthday-Birthday
Fourteen years passed soon it seems
By
Gram
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