Thomas Flood Poet I do not know?

The Clock Watcher

The Clock watcher 

I am the clock watcher 
I watch it all day 
From the cock crows in the morning 
Till we stop making hay 

I am the clock watcher 
And you might ask why 
Is my life so dreary 
As  the clock ticks on by

I am the clock watcher 
And you might wonder 
Am I waiting on death 
Or am I waiting on thunder

I am the clock watcher
And some think me weird 
But it’s okay to be different
And better than feared 

I am the clock watcher
And some think me wrong 
As they go through their day
With a smile and a song 

I am the clock watcher 
Please don’t pity me 
For I fix the clocks
For the church and clergy

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Sand Blown January 7, 2021 at 2:10 PM ...nice ending....an eye on the time implies the density of your daily 'time- spheres' varies.......stan sand Thomas Flood January 7, 2021 at 8:44 PM Thank you stan