Clock on the wall
Greg put the clock on the wall
the clock ticked its way thru seasons,
keeping time for its master
no one noticed it much as the hours stole away
thru summer ,to winter and then spring it held its sway
until oneday by its diligence
it became the master and Greg its slave
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love it
I loved this one Mimi
My doesnt the time fly!
yes we do seem to watch the clock too much and are slaves to time itself, a good subject written well hugs from Willow
thank you willow for your
thank you willow for your comments,
Very Insightful
mimi,
The wording of this piece was wonderful in that it showed how time can become a controlling factor so easily that one never notices the enslavement. Sweetheart, there's no way that you are naive'.
Pete
thank you
thank you for your comment ...it makes writing more fun and worthwhile
How profound
I love this Mimi... As a slave to time I have tried everything to manage it... It seems we have all these time saving technology but we spend more time trying how to work all the new gadgets and by the time we learn how to use them they are obsolete ... Great poem!
Ray
Thank you Ray for your read
Thank you Ray for your read and comment.yes,sometimes when i find myself trying very hard to keep up with my schedule,i just try and side step sometimes just to ponder.