You used to wake us in the night,
Your childish needs to fill--
A drink, a swift assurance
Your fears to still.
Then came the times we lay awake
Waiting the moment you came in,
You still seemed like the little boys
That you had been.
Now you both are gone we often wake
And ache for years so swiftly fled,
And sometimes go and stand beside
Your empty rooms.
Yet seeing belovely Tanni
With your same eyes
We sleep, aware that neither one
Would have it otherwise.
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