11:11
Whenever the clock turns,
And I see that time,
I immediately think of you.
Even though there isn't a second,
That moves by way too fast,
Where you're not on my mind.
I glance at the clock,
And just close my eyes.
There's sixty seconds in a minute,
And I'm making this minute worth every second.
This moment comes around,
Only twice everyday.
Missing it is like missing that one moment,
Your moment of a lifetime.
I wish that I was able to spend every waking moment with you.
Something more than just that simple thought,
That will make me smile.
Every time I catch that clock,
That minute belongs to you.
Copyright © Jayme Keally | Year Posted 2011
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