I was first born in the family, during WWII. My cousin, Carol, followed 6 months later. We had a special place in the family and with each other. Tomorrow is her birthday and this poem is my present to her.

Our family was doing without
During those days of war.
The things which they could not ration
Were valued so much more.

Into this stark world of turmoil
Two babies came to live
In a world where death brought it’s pain
We were both here to give

I came first but you joined me soon
As the center of life
and just by our very presence
we helped during their strife.

A special bond was established
And we had no control
As we took our place in this world
We were joined in our soul.

Through the years we have been parted
By distance but not heart
So when we have been together
It was if we’d not been apart.

So I sit here on your birthday
Wondering what to do
I think I am going to thank God
For someone special – you!