Mister Time
As a gift I take each day
Dismal days keep coming on
Random snowflakes dance away
Dying to reborn
In the murky light I sit
Listening to clocks
Time keeps ticking, bit by bit
Like the water drops
Mister Time, wouldn’t you please
Lend an ear to me
Tell me when I’ll be released
From your scrutiny
Play a sad or happy song
Sounds dilute the mist
Put me where do I belong
Should have been, at least.
Copyright © Gregory Colodub | Year Posted 2024
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