Echoes and Light: The Twin Journey

In the quiet of morning's embrace, at 9:58, I took my first breath,
A minute later, she followed, a shadow born from the same light.

We danced through childhood, two halves of a heart,

Me, the elder by a whisper of time, she, the echo of my start.

I grew, always a step ahead, yet longing to follow,
Her mind, a vibrant tapestry, thoughts deep and hollow.

She was the sun to my moon, brilliance unbound,

In her kindness, a depth, a love profound.

I, the mirror, saw in her a grace I wished to own,
Her laughter, a melody in a pitch perfectly thrown.

Yet, in the silent hours, beneath the jealousy’s green,

I discovered strength in my reflection, a self unseen.

Years spun a tale of envy and admiration intertwined,
A journey of becoming, of two souls refined.

I learned to dance in my own light, to embrace the me in me,

To see not what I lacked, but what I could truly be.

Now, we stand, two trees from the same seed,
Rooted in love, from envy freed.

She, the smarter, kinder, a beacon so bright,

Me, no longer the shadow, but my own kind of light.

Together, yet apart, we celebrate our story’s weave,
The beauty of being twins, in what we each achieve.

No longer in pursuit of a minute’s claim,

We are each our own, and yet, eternally the same.