Twin Die Poem by cheryl davis miller

He had twin die dang'lin from the mirror
and devilish coal black eyes.
That he'd ever give me a second look
gave my young heart a surprise.

I was fourteen he was almost twenty
just home from Viet-Nam.
I had gone home to visit family
staying with my brother Tom.

Said, 'Climb into my yellow Commero
and I'll show you how she flies.
He had twin die dang'lin from the mirror
and devilish coal black eyes.

Talking of the first sweet days of summer
and how first love tastes so sweet.
Lost in his eyes and believin' his lies
'neath the Catawba trees.

Well talk gets around in my small hometown
before long my Daddy knew,
Said, 'Listen to me, this will never be
I'm leavin' and so are you.

He had twin die dang'lin from the mirror
and devilish coal black eyes.
That first love seldom outlives the summer
I'd soon come to realise.

I cried all the way north to Ohio,
year later I'm home again.
I met him there beneath our Catawbas
he said, 'Girl where have you been'?

Picked up where we left off, or so I thought
but the truth had not been told.
I learned he had a baby on the way,
and his son was one year old.

I cried all the way north to Ohio,
hitchin' rides in big semis.
He had twin die dang'lin from the mirror
and devilish coal black eyes.