makes me quite thankful for all that I’ve got.
Pretty together and pretty apart,
always a spot right here in my heart.
The daughter is two – the Mom I can’t say,
as each one grows older – will always be “they.”
Remember when one was as young as the other,
never cared much that there wasn’t a brother.
As a Proud Pop and now a Proud Poppie,
to do it again would make the same copy.
It is my opinion and no one can knock,
from one in the know – forever Girls Rock!