A Clock Hand

And if you
And if me
Stand
Under the sun
(to measure our shadows)
My heart
Would be a straight
hand of a clock
Called

Sundial
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Anderson Avatar
January 8, 2011 at 7:37 PM
Cute poem... Jimmy
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January 8, 2011 at 9:01 AM
Shadows have always been one way for me to gauge the time of day, Bozhidar. May you ever remain at high noon, straight up like the sundial. Lovely work! Best wishes, Carolyn
Mehta Avatar
January 8, 2011 at 5:04 AM
Beautiful and apt images , Bozhidar
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