We strive
To achieve
Our ideal
Fantasy, and grieve
For a girl’s heel
Is a fragile thing.
String
Will fray.
And our play
Looses it shine
For once “mine”
We soon come to see
The pedestrian she,
Who retrieves her socks
As the clock
Mocks
K Morris - Poet 
Oooh, ‘the clock mocks.” Love that phrase
Thank you, I’m pleased you like the phrase and my poem.
You have a very unique style for your poems, Kevin. It is very enjoyable.
Many thanks for the compliment, Robbie. I am truly delighted that you enjoy my poems. Best – Kevin