Crazy Clocks
It's time to change the clocks again.
We've lost our place in time.
We're either going an hour ahead
or back again to chime.
We'll never know until were there
if we've been lost or cursed.
until we're sure we're nowhere there
than where we were at first.
When extra time is gained that way
to make us brighter for it.
In truth with time we took to chase
the hands around it's orbit.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2018
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