Clock
the tomorrow's pass to quickly
today becomes the past
minutes and hours we lose
never to get them back
I need to slow this down
and savor all that's there
taste the honey's nectar
exploring all that's here
how do we stop the clock?
as it loudly ticks away
keeping this time we've got
before it's yesterday
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2009
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