These beautiful babies born
Into our world. Such Tiny creatures
With perfect hands and feet and features
Like mine. Little mouths and pinpoint eyes adorn
Peaceful faces that sleep and cry.
Mommy holds one and I the other.
We put them together to see sister and brother.
Such precious treasures entrusted to us, we try
Not to be overwhelmed by our joy.
We cannot, however, hold back the tears
Of happiness that flow from the years
Of love that produced a girl and boy.

by Mark McGinn

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