By Mary Ellen Stelling
How strange it is!
I look at you
And see myself
At almost two.
While there, in jeans
And stubbed toes,
Your brother wears
My husband's nose!
It's somehow nice
To realize fate
Keeps making folks
In duplicate.
Monday, July 7, 2008
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Too cute! I don't have grandchildren yet (mine are still too young) but I'm certainly looking forward to it!
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