I remember the first time I saw your face,
Two tiny miracles I could not replace.
Kate and Grace, so fragile and new,
My heart split open the moment I knew.
I held you both beneath soft light,
Counting your breaths through the long night.
Your fingers curled around my skin,
As if you knew where love begins.
But love can carry a heavy cost,
And sometimes what's found must also be lost.
Not lost in heart, not lost in soul,
But placed somewhere I could not control.
I kissed your foreheads, one by one,
Between the rising and setting sun.
And in that moment, time stood still,
While my world bent to a greater will.
I chose a future I could not see,
A different life for you, not me.
Hands that could give you more than mine,
A place where your days would brightly shine.
Kate and Grace, I hope you know,
Even when I had to let you go,
There was never a moment, not even a breath,
Where I stopped loving you past life and death.
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