Time Ticking By
Freedom is a state I seek
Every moment I lie awake
Another sunray filters in
Rousing rumors when sleep set in
Over thinking every move I make
Forgetting nothing but what matters
Mindless muddles of troubled thought
No erasing what's unwittingly taught
Empty cupboards and a life that's hollow
Morning such a tough pill to swallow
A day with me on the back porch swing
Listening closely to the Tanagers sing
Another day just like the last
Time ticking by but not to fast
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2016
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