Different and the Same
DIFFERENT AND THE SAME
There was a petit young twin,
Who believed she could not win.
People would like to compare;
Most viewed her as part of a pair.
She had a couple of freckles on her face;
The sister had none any place.
Being compared and this twin a fretter;
Both were upset when she did better.
Wanting to do her best,
She rarely could rest.
Things tended to be of equal share;
If one had more, was it okay… or unfair?
One afternoon they went out to shop,
The sister liked a blouse with lace on top.
It turned out, no two blouses matched.
The twin preferred one--no lace attached.
The two were quite surprised;
A difference of tastes surmised.
An outpour of questions from each one came;
Both twins seemed to enjoy this new game.
Some answers were different and some alike…
Both wished for the same bike.
One liked to jump rope and run;
The other picked board games as fun.
One liked a winter snow storm;
The other loved it sunny and warm.
Then, the girls quietly walked along,
Humming the tune of a favorite song.
A separate identity, is what this twin uniquely searched for---
As a teen, she became less interested in what her sister wore.
When they were adults the two moved away;
One went to Chicago-- the other flew to L.A.
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