This is the story of Esmé and Iris, who grew side by side and chin to chin.
Iris jiggled and wriggled inside mom's tum,
Esmé was peaceful, the quieter one.
Iris couldn't wait to be set free, but Esmé had other plans, you see ...
Esmé wished to ease her twin's grief, As she knew her time on earth was brief.
And when Iris had grown big and strong, it was time for Esmé to move along.
Esmé whispered gently:
Even though I cannot stay, I'll still be with you every day.
The
time has come for me to go, but I love you more than you'll ever know.
I am the brightest star in the night sky,
a butterfly flapping way up high.
I am the dancing summer breeze,
and the golden autumn leaves.
I am the sand that tickles your toes,
and the sun that kisses your nose.
I am the sparkle in your eye,
and the salty tears you cry.
I am the dimple in your cheek,
and your grubby little feet.
I am the soft curl of your hair,
and the depth of your twinkly eyed stare.
I am the gurgle in your laughter,
I am ... your forever after.
Your twin I'll always be, For I am you and you are me.
So when you feel sad or just a bit blue, take a moment and think of me.
Look in the mirror and right on cue, I'll be smiling back at you.
