Timepiece
The clock never falters
Until its life dies
Replacing its batteries
And again time flies
The hands never stop
Ticking by so fast
Erasing all memories
Beating away our past
The numbers never change
They’re always the same
Rhythmically proceeding
Forgetting our shame
Time is a story
Told by a clock
Whispering inside us
Throughout life’s walk
Copyright © Kevin Pullis | Year Posted 2008
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