Clockwork

Time for sale,
I'd love to buy,
Time for sale,
For a reasonable price,
I'd wholeheartedly buy.

The true value of a minute,
The essence of time,
This is not fully understood,    
Until there is a purpose, 
Until there is a goal.

Hunting balance,
Finding an equilibrium,
An arduous task, 
Much needs to be accomplished,
Some stand at the door.

Loved ones are neglected,
Family is deserted,
Together but miles apart,  
Further and further they drift,
Until strangers, they become.



November 16, 2022.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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