(For Tegan)

She is prim and perfection,

A twin, shadow of mine,

A goldilocks impression

With complexity of mind.

Though, of me, and through me

Her existence was named,

Her life’s great blessing to me

Is, like sister she became.

True and loyal in duty

Fresh and precious and pure,

Outward princess, inner beauty,

My friend, my daughter, counselor.

By JB Morris- Poems, Prose, and Possibilities- mostly about life, sometimes about God, with brief interludes concerning shoe addiction.

Drop a Coin into the Poet’s Cap

Donations appreciated to defray site costs. For publishing requests, contact juliebmorris@obscurewritings.com.


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