I remember them as

they used to be

my two little girls

a blond and a brunette

so cute and cuddly

all dressed up in frills and bows

like two little dolls

dressed by my wife

their hair done up in curls

and as fresh as spring flowers

people would always comment

on how pretty they were

and how smart and precocious

and I the father would be so proud

it was something to behold

as if by some miracle

I had produced these lovely little girls

sugar and spice

and everything nice

and most of all that sweetness

inherited from their mother

they were my shining joy

and still are

the closest thing to heaven

one could find

two angels here on earth.