Only twelve numbers
To make the world go around
That's why the hands spins round and round
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One represents five minutes or a hour
Tick each second
Oh how time flies
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Let's ride the hands
A long scary ride for most
A short one for some
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One moment you crying on it
The next you laughing
You only get to ride the clock once so enjoy it
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A/N: Day 2 of the fun poetry challenge by Ellie Hoovs. This theme was clock.
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Comments (5)
A delightful poem about time and life.
"You only get to ride the clock once" a great reminder and solid warning to make the most of the time one has.
You're speaking the truth. :) The clock does determine so much of my day! Thank you for sharing your work.
I love that idea - Let's ride the hands. Great way to describe life!
Oooo, that sure was deep. Loved it!