My Daughter/Her Daughter

My Daughter/Her Daughter all in one shot,

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!

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