two the women of my life

because of one i am and have the other
to mom and her daughter

sorry the time for this has past
i hope these will not be the last
days to mark your births
and poems for your mirth

five and twelve i did not know
nor time of day but for the tower
this the week that follows
a visit not in my power

slowly this poem has gone
from inspiration to putting on
here it shall charm no more
and peacefully fall to the floor

i love you girls very much, mom a little more for she bore me in her belly but melissa almost as much cause she can make my belly hurt with laughter.