I am blessed.

Twice the Joy

To be blessed with a daughter is heaven’s own art,
A little piece of sunshine, a song in the heart.
But to be blessed with two—oh, what delight!
Two shining stars to light up the night.

One laugh, then another, like bells in the breeze,
Two sets of footsteps that dance with such ease.
Two voices that call you with love in their tone,
Two arms to hold you, you’re never alone.

They color your world in hues so divine,
With giggles and whispers and hands intertwined.
They teach you of strength wrapped in sweetness and grace,
Of courage and kindness that time can’t erase.

One dream, then another, they bloom side by side,
With wonder and magic they never can hide.
Double the memories, double the grace,
Two precious daughters, one warm embrace.

So thank you, dear life, for this bountiful part—
Two daughters, two treasures, one overflowing heart.

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