Time

Old clocks have within them
a cog and a dropping pawl
each click of this assembly
measures time and counts it all.

While the clock rarely varies
and keeps our time on track
the pace of our earlier lives
seems faster looking back.

Our first school, kiss or job
such moments of agony gone
we learnt to ride life's waves
and to go forward, moving on.

And still the clocks keep ticking
as another year goes by
we study, work, marry, while
jealous time wasters don't try.

Some build cathedrals to work
buying homes and keeping fed
now after years of hard toil
can't enter that place without dread.

Time can make work seem pointless
as the sands in the glass run low
perhaps a seat in the sun is better
letting stress and the worries go.

Tick...….




12th January 2013

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