I once believed that time and I were friends overall
We would laugh and cheer over a future I would draw
But really when i was laughing and planning he was also to
You see he new where To find me and how to hunt me down
See that little ticking tock of a clock
Is sleaked and unkind
You may not realise that hes there
Or care how far behind
But trust me when I say this
The ticking tocking of the clock
Is never yours or mine
He's not a friend just a foe
Do not be tricked like me
For that ticking tocking sneaking clock doesn't give time for free
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Author:
Angela1711 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Time catches upnon us all. I appreciate any comments :)
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Thanks ANGELA for Sharing a very intriguing Poem ! Every Human on planet Earth gets the same Daily Time Allocation : 24 hours ! Its what we do with it that really counts ! Because we are all 24 hours older !
We all have recurring Circumstances & People (some good : some bad) in our lives ! Every Blessing & Love in all you do !
ANGELA (NZ) & BRIAN (UK) 🧡
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