reaching for the clock
reaching for the clock above the kitchen sink...
...straining my back
I noted with half a smile..
...been changing the clock for 35 years now..
and sloooowly........delllliberately..
......The clock..is finally starting
to change me
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5 Comments:
An excellent and so-very-true poem/observation!!!
Change you in a good manner?
Physically or spiritually?
Thank you Pearl..
not good nor bad...just reality...
Both
I may have said this before but wow, you have a way with words and an incredible (and unusual) ability to actually think into the random, mundane things you do.
i wonder, how does the clock change david?
very interesting thought.
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