On Becoming Involved

by Sylvia Willich

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    Until now

    I merely

    Existed

    On the

    Outside,

    With my nose

    Pressed

    Against the

    Window of life,

    Looking in.

    I had often

    Dreamed

    Of how it

    Would be,

    How it

    Could be,

    If I were to

    Enter,

    Enjoy,

    Become a part

    Of it.

    Then—

    You

    Opened the door

    And invited

    Me

    To join.