It's About Time

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March 2002 Poetry

It’s about time,

my depression went away,

and happiness filled my days.

When we speak,

something happens inside me.

Something I can’t control,

and something I haven’t felt,

in such a long time.

Happiness,

which is you.

It’s about time.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 3-16-02.

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