By Trudy A. Martinez
Did you ever meet two who were as different as night and day
Yet fit better together than not?
Here is just such a pair.
Two sisters with different color hair.
One blonde. One brunette.
One with eyes of blue.
The other with eyes of brown.
One wears mostly a smile.
The other boasts mostly a frown.
Together they are like two fish in the sea,
Puckered up,
Looking for fun,
Playing make-believe.
They climb a special tree
And dangle with their cousin – – out on a limb;
Because Grama’s tree is their favorite place to be.
They’re sisters.
They are best friends.
They tell each other secrets when ever they can.
The eyes give a glimpse of a story.
No one else can hear.
It is a secret between two sisters.
A sound leaves the lips of one;
It goes into the ear of the other.
Once received, a lasting impression remains in all its’ glory
For everyone to see and wonder.
Why the wink? Why a wide eye? Why a grin? Why the tongue on cheek?
My goodness!
What a juicy puzzle!
I’m left to wonder: What can this secret be?