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 © | Year Posted 2009

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