hour hand
Set in place once again
hour hand
spins the minute hand
round it goes
time short
it calls out stop
for just a moment
so I can see those things
that just passed me
catch up would you please
time spinning out of control
take hold of my life
as it just begun
hand back
minute at a time
forgot over time
start tick tick
here we go thru time
fast what a ride
hold fast never know
how much has been sown
in life
so future
holds time past.
R.L.R.
2/14/2010
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