On hearing my clock chime
I think on Father Time.
I touch my grey hair
And wish for a woman ere
My ageing clock does finally stop
Ending time and my passing rhyme
On hearing my clock chime
I think on Father Time.
I touch my grey hair
And wish for a woman ere
My ageing clock does finally stop
Ending time and my passing rhyme
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Many thanks for sharing, Michael. Kevin
A poem of resignation? Don’t worry. life is going on, because there is so much to do. Have a beautiful weekend, Kevin! xx Michael
Thanks, Michael. You too, have a great weekend. I’m not sure whether it is a poem of resignation, or a piece acknowledging the reality of life. But life is, on the whole good as you say. Best wishes. Kevin