Over the years, I fathered four children
One of each,
So now, you wonder, please explain!
Since there can be only women, or men!
How possible, one of each? Is it true?
Maybe you meant two and two?
One of each is true, each a world of their own,
No resemblance, not a copy, nor a clone,
Each his/her own personality, unique,
Each his/her own way will seek,
But at the end of the day,
As I slowly turn white from grey,
With each settled on his/her own way,
With grandchildren, at the backyard at play,
Regardless of how unique we are, how distinct,
We stand as one, a family, all linked.