By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
We speak at the same time
Saying the same thoughts aloud
Amazed as always ... we are one
Soulmates closer than close
Loving with all our Hearts
Each other until the day we die
There through thick and thin
No matter what ... where there's one
There's the other
If one hurts, the other feels pain
If one is happy, the other feels joy
So much alike yet ... different enough
Being together until the day
One takes that last breath
Closes their eyes to this world
Opens them to the other side
Sends love back to surround
The one left behind ... like a warm blanket
Keeping them warm with love
Until the day it's time for them
To draw that last breath ... come home
Note by this Author:
I was thinking of Skip and I as I wrote. We are soulmates. Our minds work a lot alike, we think ... speak the same things. We laugh when we do. If one is sad, the other is sad. It's wonderful when we both are happy!
Photo is of Skip and I ... photo and poem owned, written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.
