Another Wears My Face

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A whimsical poem for my twin granddaughters.

Another Wears My Face

by stevewaldrop

The teacher clasped her hands and smiled,

Her lashes batted, too.

Then those hateful words she said,

“There’s no one else like you!”

I ground my teeth, my face went red

I knew it was not true.

Another kid has my same head,

I glared. She had no clue.

Some blaze trails and new paths seek.

And strive to find their place,

But me, I’ll never be unique,

For another wears my face.

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