Two eyes and two ears. One mouth gets me in trouble glad it’s not double.
Grateful for two feet to hold me up and two legs to take me places.
Two arms to hugs. Two hands to touch.
Two friends nearby as we are pricing things for sale.
Two morning glories breathtakingly different. Remind me of the two people who live in this house.
Two cats asleep on the bed.
Two minutes before I leave.
Can I find two socks?
Love your list, twoly I do!
I love you twoly my dear! Love doubles are joy and divides our grief.