What Will That Old Crone Do
They never know what a crone like me will do
I have news for them
I never know myself
Sometimes God has me do things that make no sense
I am wondering “Where did that idea come from?”
especially when it works beautifully.
Forgetting for two seconds
that I have never ever
been in charge of me.
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