Sunday Clock Poem by John Carter Brown
Sunday Clock
The old Sunday clock
Was a ticking it's way
With no effort at all
Through a long lazy day.
It stood on the ledge
With so little to say,
But it didn't surprise me:
They're all made that way.
(Written Feb 1994)
Saturday, September 8, 2012
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