Scampering
I scamper across moss covered rocks
In just my socks
The clock ticks and tocks
and i find myself along side the locks
Watching boats settle into the docks
and i watch as they snear, because their jocksI
turn away and head back to my rocks
Listening to the water's ticks and tocks
Copyright © Karen Croft | Year Posted 2011
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