two to love

I really wish I could find the author of this poem. But I thought I would share it with you anyway.

Mother of Twins Prayer

There’s two to wash,
There’s two to dry;

There’s two who argue,
There’s two who cry.

One’s in the mud,
Having a ball;

The other holds a crayon…
Another marked wall.

Some days seem endless,
My patience grows thin.

Why did God choose me
To be a mother of twins?

The answer comes clear-
At the end of the day,

As I tuck them in bed
And to myself I say…

There’s two to kiss,
There’s two to hug;
And best of all, Thank You, God, for two to love.


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