I am not a poet, but I do have a few favorite poems and authors. This poem is the first and only one that I commited to memory, back when I was in Junior High school. I am confident that you will enjoy this, too. Guy Henry Sambrooke Leigh The Twins In form and feature, face and limb, I grew so like my brother, That folks got taking me for him, And each for one another. It puzzled all our kith and kin, It reached a fearful pitch; For one of us was born a twin, Yet not a soul knew which. One day,... Sign in to see full entry.