Free Children Poems - My Precious Twins

My Precious Twins

There's two to wash, there's two to dry,

There's two to argue, there's two to cry.

One's in the mud having a ball,

The other has a crayon - just look at the wall!

Some days seem endless, patience grows thin.

Why was I chosen a mother of twins?

The answer is clear at the end of the day,

As I wave goodbye, to myself I say,

There's two to kiss, there's two to hug,

And best of all, there's two to love!

My Precious Twins poem with the Morning Flowers background

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