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the story of my twin...
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This is the story of Harrison and Brayden, who grew side by side and chin to chin.
Brayden jiggled and wriggled inside mom's tum,
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Brayden couldn't wait to be set free,
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Harrison wished to ease his twin's grief, As he knew his time on earth was brief.
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And when Brayden had grown big and strong, it was time for Harrison to move along.
Harrison whispered gently:
Even though I cannot stay, I'll still be with you every day.
The time has come for me to go, but I love you more than you'll ever know.
I am the brightest star in the night sky,
a butterfly flapping way up high.
I am the dancing summer breeze,
and the golden autumn leaves.
I am the sand that tickles your toes,
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I am the sparkle in your eye,
and the salty tears you cry.
I am the dimple in your cheek,
and your grubby little feet.
I am the soft curl of your hair,
and the depth of your twinkly-eyed stare.
I am the gurgle in your laughter,
Your twin I'll always be, For I am you and you are me. So when you feel sad or just a bit blue, take a moment and think of me. Look in the mirror and right on cue, I'll be smiling back at you.