The Clock Is Ticking

Can you hear the clock ticking?
It gets louder every year,
A time piece that reminds me,
That my eternity is getting near.

Can you hear the clock ticking?
It runs faster all the time,
How many ticks do I have left?
Numbered are the days that are mine.

Can you hear the clock ticking?
It echoes in my ear,
I try not to dwell on,
My ever-growing fear.

Can you hear the clock ticking?
It keeps running never a doubt,
Like sand thru the hour glass,
Only to stop when my ticks run out.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Laurie Avatar
September 10, 2018 at 8:58 PM
G'day Timothy … yes, it's when we don't hear the tick-tock - my brother uses the toilet roll theory; the closer the end the quicker it goes - thanks Mate - Lindsay
Mcguire Avatar
September 10, 2018 at 11:53 PM
I like that toilet roll description. He is right! have a GREAT day.
Boreham Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 9:24 PM
oh my gosh- yes i can (hear it ticking), sends me nuts, think i'll throw it out lol thanks for sharing this poem Timothy, a lot to be said about the wretched ticking clock !
Mcguire Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 9:34 PM
Thank you Paris!
Gauthier Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 9:23 PM
Lovely poem, Timothy. I too fear that time will run out... I can see myself saying 'but |I can't, I'm not finished all my projects'... other than that I don't think there's much else to worry about. Our concern only means we are getting a chance to tie up loose ends in advance in order to make sure we have no regrets when the time does come... Could actually be considered a reward... Line xx
Gauthier Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 9:45 PM
I hear it's not rare for Soupers to surpass 100...
Mcguire Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 9:34 PM
i like you worry about time running out before I get things done. One of these days I guess I should not start any new projects. I am close to my oldest grandson. He is 15. My youngest is on the way. I wonder if I will have time to get close to it. xx
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