The Looking Glass

Once upon a time
In a place so like this one
There was a boy
So like some one of you.

Had he a mirror of his
A beautiful looking glass
Of crystal and sand
A diamond encased in gold

Saw he in it every day his own face
Until one day oh one fateful day
When a visitor came to
Bring a surprise to the child

Unbeknown to the child
The visitor was Cupid
And his gift, wrapped in Joy,
Were the sorrows of Love

And from that day
Saw the boy not his own visage
But that of a beautiful fairy,
An angel on the Earth

Forgot the boy his own face
Gave up he his memories
And gazed into the crystal
Seeking the fair maiden’s attentions

But alas!
The maid was but an fantasy
A mirage in the desert
A hallucination of a crazed mind

Now the boy gazes into the crystal resplendent
But sees no more he his face
Sees he the face of a stranger
A soul the Gods forsook
A heart an illusion broke