Today I had an opportunity to meet
two baby boys who are really neat
They remarkably look the same...
Anthony and William are their names
Miracles from the moment of conception
Two tiny souls with exceptional perception
When one is hurting… the other weeps
When comfortable and satisfied… they sleep
Already it is clear they are aware
of a bond they mutually share
Brother to brother there are invisible
strings that tie… they are indivisible
Just three months old and growing
With healthy appetites… milk is flowing
I know they will be remarkable individuals...
It is evident they're going to be great pals
7/31/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem