Timing
I couldn’t have planned it better
meeting you this way
I couldn’t have written a better scenario,
scripted it, rehearsed it
I couldn’t have arranged it,
changed it, foretold it
Timing is everything,
monumental, key
Sometimes things just have a way of working out
no strings, no perceptions, no reason
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2009
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