The NaPoWriMo prompt for Day 21 was remarkable. To write lines for fortune cookies. By the end of it I felt like Nostradamus. I managed to write eight lines. The lines are unrelated,but keeping with the spirit of poetry I made an effort to make rhyming couplets out of them.
You will slip, but won’t fall.
From a stranger you will get a call.
The path of a cat you will cross.
Your comments will be overheard by your boss.
Today your lie will not be caught.
You will not find what you sought.
You will lose an important phone number.
Something great will happen this November.