Poetry: Time

Tick, tock; the echo of the clock
the chiming, rhyming repetitiously against the hour
it’s white elegant face, round and smooth, yet,
counting away life’s pleasures steadfastly.
The clock reminds “never waste time,”
The clock and it’s time will always be around looming,
ticking and tocking,

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