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Heaven's Tick

Oh, the sun and moon are tickin’
In the nighttime western skies—
A man’s got a lot of ridin’
Till that final day he dies.

He rides his ranch a wonderin’
Just what all this days will bring—
Ponderin’ all his finances
Till he hears the lone wolf sing.

He reckons it’s been a good life
And he would have changed no part—
And remembers those before him
That brings sadness to his heart.

Oh, the sun and moon are tickin’
And he hears that earthly chime—
He only wishes he’d done more
With that thing that’s known as time.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 4/8/2011 12:19:00 PM
have stopped by to read some of your excellent poetry today Glen. I hope to be back soon to read them again. I wish you the best with your writing always. Love, Carol
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Date: 9/15/2009 10:27:00 AM
Interesting poem.
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Date: 9/15/2009 9:14:00 AM
a friend of mine ranches a small farm.... he tells me he could work sun up to sun down 7 days a week. always something to do...
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