Muriel Alexander

(Rochester, New York)

The Grandfather Clock Repaired - Poem by Muriel Alexander

Once again, "tick tock"
Beats the stairway clock,
As night plays tag with day,
While the hours chime
Like a lilting rhyme
And lightly run away.

It's the strangest thing
How the minutes wing,
Now that the works are prime;
But the worst of shocks,
Is the best of clocks
Just simply can't keep time.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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