slightly cloudy.
I wonder how it will unfold
Will it bring smiles?
Will it bring sadness?
I’ll be traveling all the way
To see my mother
And another
Whose very name
Makes my heart run cold.
A woman filled with devious thoughts
Who lies without the slightest flinch
Who loves to gossip
And make trouble
For all those who come her way.
She thinks she is a peace maker
A problem solver
A whistle blower.
A healer.
But she is a home wrecker
A child stealer
And a person you’d do best to stay away.
So I wonder what today will bring
Will I have to face the scorpion’s sting?
Twenty- five Seven 
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