Circle Of Motion Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Circle Of Motion



Watching time tick away, wondering how it manages
to keep track of itself without a watch or clock.

Hands of each moving around in a circular motion,
touching upon each little line that's designated
as a minute.

Sunday, April 19, 2015
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