The Messenger of Time
When my heart started ticking in rhyme,
And the three arms ran around and chime,
I ran faster and fast,
Then got slower at last,
And now not good enough for a dime.
Honorable Mention in STRAND SELECT K, any form,any theme Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
Copyright © Jenish Somadas | Year Posted 2020
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