** synchronicity missed **
These times when timing
Place opportunity and thought
Are all displaced and we wait
A leave at Autumn
And the fall does not occur
We must wait and hope and plan
For other things to eventuate
Other plans and occasions to occur
And if they don't we are only left
With sweet regrets of dreams
And an inkling that
If time and place were true
There would have been more
To the me and for the you.
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