A Clock In Reverse
One day, when I woke up
I saw the clock hands spinning rapidly backward.
and then I was aware that the countdown had begun
and, that time was running, it was flying.
-I said to Heaven: "Not yet, Please!"
-I still have a lot of work to do, everything to prove.
After a long pause...
I said to myself:
"No. There's really nothing left to prove."
and I resigned myself to letting the hands of the clock run its course backward.
to this day
Copyright © Francisco Lopez | Year Posted 2022
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