Clock Of Ages Poem by Alf Hutchison

“Remember well these carefree times…before the clock of ages chimes......as the time heaves the mystery life acyclic, wonderful expressin yet ingeniously curved across the time and space,10+++, thanks for sharing

...these few lines chime out the poetic perception of the reality hovering over the minds of the aged.Perhaps your short piece may cast a long spell on the minds of the readers.Thanks a lot Mr Alf Hutchison for sharing.. Keep writing.

aging, disease and death are the sad realities of life........a good write...

dear alf.....some childhood memories remain in the heart...and when we look back we experience a sense of joy, watching children do the same.lovely poem, full of feelings.best wishes. ritty

Lovely poem.Puts me in the mood for more.Read my 'Exit 9'.

Sweet childhood memory, that always follows me... Nice one.

beautiful...... nicely penned......thanks for sharing...

Something very beautiful caught within the moment yet somehow so totally free Amazing writing Love duncan mark wyllie

This has a great singy sound to it, and a wonderful poetic phrase for a close. nicely penned! =)

world without clocks...how good would that be!