One Single Impression: Junction
Billie and Joey
Billie and Joey were joined at their waist;
never was found one without the other.
Billie was always happy no matter,
it seems she'd always wanted a brother.
Billie liked to be alone with Joey.
Her love was for her two year-old brother.
A language of their own they would speak;
Joey never would talk with his mother.
Becoming three it seemed there was no hope.
The doctors said they'd seen sight this before.
Billie was always happy no matter;
praying Mother asked for better by four.
Then came the day a new lad came along.
He had eyes of blue, was tall like her dad.
Joey, silent as before, said he'd go.
His being was only in Billie's head.
Poem Copyright © 2009 Jimmiehov
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"Junction" as prompt was
suggested by Jeeves at Silence is Poetic .