The Crazy Lady Poem by The runner who hides

The crazy lady 6/08
See’s into your future
Her name sister sara

She read my palm
Her intence gray eyes spoke a story
While her lips spoke mine

She saw I am wise
As if I have an old soul
She saw nine children in my future
Five grandchildren and four others
I’m contiplating if their mine
The simple word twins made my heart skip a beat
Could I really be the twin lady?

No one in my family has twins
But could a new generation bring new traditions

She told Shannon and I
We couldn’t be in the same room because or sprits are too connected.
She was hearing both at the same time
She said your kids to Shannon
Shannon told her I wasn’t her kid and she said I know your kids are adopted