jackie compton Poems

Tick tock tick tock
Do you hear the silent ticking of the clock of time.
For every moment the world grows older.
A endless process that keep repeating it self.
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No I am not tired of living
No I am not tire of seeing the sun rise.
Nor see the firery stars in the night sky.
Don't call me lazy because I sit for a spell.
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Hey.
What are you doing?
I just sitting here looking over yonder
Tell me what do you see.
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Did you see the blue sky.
Did you se it turn to gray.
Just before the winds begin to blow
And the rain begin to fall.
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We can build a ship to sail the sea,
We can build a plane to fly in the sky
We can find all the energy in the world to say bad things.
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I wish I could find the time.
To say all the things that I should have said.
I wish I could have found the time to say 3 words.
I love you.
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I am a lover lost and waiting to be found.
I hide my desire behind a grim.
I hide my thought deep in my mind.
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The Ark of being human.
It the ability to look into the morrow of one's soul.
See the things that one like and like the things one sees.
Understand the person with in, and not the projection of what one think it should be.
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Forgive me when I say.
I can find no word.
No words to express deep sadness
That must be felt be the lost of a child.
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How in the world do one find time?
It moves so slowly but you can not see it.
How do we know when time pass.
The only sign that it has come and gone.
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