So many good things come in threes,
Like Musketeers and ABC’s.
But triplets are the best of all
From little ones to those quite tall.
Its extra laughter, triple grins.
With Joys and mischief’s multiplies
And two defenders by each side.
So much alike forever linked,
And yet they’re also quite distinct.
They share a birthday and a name,
But moods and tempers aren’t the same.
From days of youth till life is done,
Its one for all and all for one.
We’re all quite novel and precise,
But special folks-God made them thrice!
Aww, this poem is too sweet.