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Tick Tock

by John Harder

Tick
Time moves further on
Tock
Like smoke the hour is gone

Tick
Our lives ever so fleeting
Tock
It's time now to start needing

Tick
Like the wind carries dust
Tock
We must start to trust

Tick
A life is but a breath
Tock
There's not much left

11/05/2001

Posted on 11/05/2001
Copyright © 2024 John Harder

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Jean Mollett on 09/29/06 at 03:59 AM

Hi John, Great write. That's about right. We need more caring and passion in this world.

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