Henry Clay Work

Middletown, Connecticut
Henry Clay Work
Middletown, Connecticut
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Grand-Father's Clock

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My grand-father's clock was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
It was taller by half than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a penny weight more.
It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born,
And was always his treasure and pride;
But it stopp'd short never to go again
When the old man died.

Ninety years, without slumbering (tick, tick, tick, tick)
His life seconds numbering (tick, tick, tick, tick)
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Gwen Brown 29 August 2019
I remember this poem from my childhood. My dad read it to us children O still remember the chorus. I am 89 years old.
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BrendaDort 25 October 2018
I love this old poem, l read it to my sibling who is in a nursing home and he asked me to say it again and his face lite up, so nice to see him smile.
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