Crystal Ball
The reading was awesome, but left him in fear.
Fortune Teller's Crystal Ball said "Face your face".
So he checked in the mirror from ear to ear.
The wrinkles were one thing he'd like to erase.
Otherwise, the contours were handsome and strong,
But he worried over Fortune's eerie tell.
He oft wondered 'to whose face does mine belong?'
Though his talents showed him that he would excel.
Passing a store window, his visage was clear,
But a ghostly image followed this other.
He turned face to face and confronted his fear.
The image spoke, "You must be my twin brother".
Copyright © Hilda Greenhough | Year Posted 2024
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