(Time)
Big hand
Little Hand
Please move at a pace
Not too fast for the other
But enough for the race
Still he moves to chase
But she leaves him behind
He still ticks and move
Hoping she stops and rewind
After awhile a bell rings at noon
But he still chase and hope she'll recognize soon
Big hand little hand
One day will bind
Some hour
Some minute
I hope in due time
Time...
By: Raymond Jones
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Author:
Raymond Jones (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Amazingly, joyful, funny, and very much love. I really like to make such of allusions to grab hold of the poem and mind of readers.
- Category: Love
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