Our Wonderful Twins
Passed away August 30th 2010
How do you love a person who never got to be?
Or try to envision a face you never got to see?
How do you mourn the death of those who never got to live?
When there's nothing to feel good about and nothing to forgive.
I love you, my little babies, my companions of the night.
Wandering through our many hours, beautiful and bright.
What does it mean to die before you ever were born,
to live the lovely night of life and never see the dawn?
Ah! My little babies, you lived like anyone!
This life's a burst of joy and pain and then like yours, it's done.
I love you, my little babies, just as if you'd lived for years.
No more, no less, I think of you, the sorrow of my tears.
Passed away August 30th 2010
How do you love a person who never got to be?
Or try to envision a face you never got to see?
How do you mourn the death of those who never got to live?
When there's nothing to feel good about and nothing to forgive.
I love you, my little babies, my companions of the night.
Wandering through our many hours, beautiful and bright.
What does it mean to die before you ever were born,
to live the lovely night of life and never see the dawn?
Ah! My little babies, you lived like anyone!
This life's a burst of joy and pain and then like yours, it's done.
I love you, my little babies, just as if you'd lived for years.
No more, no less, I think of you, the sorrow of my tears.
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