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Grandfather Clock

Tick tock tick tock goes your clock time passes and passes my time tick tock, tick tock goes my life time Quarter hour you sing a song Every quarter you sing away the time Chimes and ding dong on the hour My power is fading with the sun set Sing me a lullaby all the night long Nightmares of phantoms stealing my life Singing a lullaby while tightening my noose.

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 9/7/2012 10:32:00 AM

A belated thank you for your kind comments on my poetry Doris. Love, Carol

James Marshall Goff

Date: 9/6/2012 6:37:00 AM

Last nite....I ate roasted Japanese Eggplant ($2/half bushel!) with boiled cabbage and pork shoulder chop....all in one pot w/chilies, raw honey, raw apple cider vinegar, sea salt and some bay leaves from my 8' potted tree!.....I feel so good today I believe what the Politicians are telling me!!!! try it, Doris! jimbo

Phyllis Babcock

Date: 9/4/2012 5:13:00 PM

Doris thanks for getting in touch. I think of you often and hope your back will be better soon. Time does fly by and like the clock we are getting older and more aches and pains. soup mail love phyl

Harry Horsman

Date: 9/4/2012 10:37:00 AM

i love your clock Doris, scary about the noose though.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 9/4/2012 10:25:00 AM

I'd love to have such a grandfather clock. Old memories - tells about the time way back xoxo love Anne-Lise :)

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/4/2012 9:27:00 AM

I hope that you don't have a grandfather clock for those things are so noisy..Great idea for a work about time..I hope that you are not having nightmares..I sent you an regular email and soup mail also..Mom