Tuesday, October 2, 2018
Relics
A crystal ball of peer,
The ace of spades of fear;
A golden coin of blessing,
A tarot car of guessing;
An Ankh of trust,
The spear of destiny of thrust;
A talisman of defiance,
A golden cross of reliance;
A horseshoe nailed upon the door of chance,
Pair of ruby slippers held Dorothy's fateful dance;
An Aggie whose shot holds true,
A leather glove that turns two;
Alas, fortuity, a four-leaf clover's bequeathed,
And, glory hangs the death wreath.
- John Hardesty
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