Clock On My Wall Poem by Jatie Apple

Clock On My Wall



Tick, Tick, Tick.
The only sound heard for miles
Was from the clock on my wall.
I lay quietly in my bed,
It is 12: 41a.m.
The hands on the clock slowly move
Around and around
Now it reads 2: 34
Then it goes to 4: 00,
Finally my mom comes into my room,
It is 6: 30
I stayed up the whole night,
I got ready for school,
And fell asleep on the bus.

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