A poem for Miranda

Was it as postulate twins we got our start?
Or on email when you revealed your heart?

I remember it was on the street, when you first grabbed my hand,
And as a result, you may have got more than you had planned.

Our adventures from Busch Gardens to the Pacific,
Of course all of them were quite terrific.

But it seems our journey together has ended,
Yet my heart has not thouroughly mended.

As it seems I may lose you to another,
Know the glow in my heart will not smother.

Because while bodies eventually dwindle,
My love for you I'll always kindle.

Love,
Donald