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Jocelyn Heksem Poem
Baby Blue?
So much we have to share
And we really care.
The same father and mother
As you are my brother.
The same grandfather and grandmother,
And our sister, young brother.
Born on the same day,
But twins we are, no way.
As I was 2 years old,
And you I wanted to hold.
Born at the same hospital, in the same city,
On the same day, is no pity.
The day was eleven
When you went to heaven.
Because you were taken from us that day
I must find a way
To celebrate our day.
And, to live my life without you
Which makes me feel blue.
We must wait
For an unknown date.
For it is then, we will meet,
And be able to greet
Each other…. for the first time.
Copyright © Jocelyn Heksem | Year Posted 2010
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