The twins

Before their names were fixed, as they’re being washed by nurse, they got completely mixed; and thus you see by fate’s decree, or rather our’s whim, my brother Jeremiah got christened mesa and I got christened him.


One thought on “The twins

Add yours

  1. I love this poem. It has a great rhyme scheme, it moves along, and the end is a little surprising and pretty thought-provoking (especially for a step mother of twins!)

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Proudly powered by WordPress | Theme: Baskerville 2 by Anders Noren.

Up ↑