Two of a Kind

Two peas in a pod....they are two of a kind I can't help but smile, while I sit on the stump By the old front porch, and watch them romp In the warm autumn sun, on the cool green grass Of the vast front yard ....where I clear my mind This granddaughter, fair, and our golden lab How can the same spirit flow from here to there? From canine to child, as they dance the dance And prance the prance, as if one and the same As they play their game....as if souls have exchanged I shake my head, wondering.... which is which? With Claire hollering as loud as I imagine she can Quince wags his tail, like a circular fan... If she could wag and he could holler They would gladly trade places, I'll bet you a dollar Claire running in circles, and he follows her lead Claire jumping high, and he tries to exceed Two of a kind, with spirits to spare That can cause one to laugh or pull out your hair From my perch by the porch, I'm watching them play Love is so simple, without words needing said Filled with such spirit, two peas in a pod Love is so simple, just watch it unwind... Just as God made them...they are two of a kind........