My life is like a clock

continuous oscillation

however, measured

every nanosecond treasured

hells bells are beckoning

is it time for a reckoning?

tick tock

Rewind the clock, I say

bless me one more day

bells melodiously ring

red-feathered birds begin to sing

My continued journey here

will be without fear

tick tock

As the pendulum swings

a frictionless pivot

first to the right

then to the left

mesmerizing motion

tick tock

My life so finely tuned

expect no departure soon

My life is like a clock

a perpetual commotion

see no reason to stop

tick tock

-Eugi

Retrieved from archives of old blog

Published by Eugenia

“September days have the warmth of summer in their briefer hours, but in their lengthening evenings a prophetic breath of autumn.” ― Rowland E. Robinson

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