The Poetry of Gerry Anne Lenhart . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

22: We Were So Intuitive

We were so intuitive
You and I
Like a couple of witches
Without brooms
We were going to grow old together
Laughing all the way
And become the wise old crones
Who didn't need a crystal ball
To see the future
This time not even our dreams
Gave us a clue
Will we ever know
Why?

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