The Clock Hands Go Round And Round Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
The Clock Hands Go Round And Round
The clock hands go round and round
And round
There is just silence and distant be
All sound
The heavens frown yet what avails it?
The Earth in the mire trudges on
And so continues as it has done on.
The clock hands go round and round
And round
There is just silence and distant be
All sound
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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