Tick, Tick, Tick Poem by Rajesh Thankappan

Tick, Tick, Tick



Says the needles of a clock
As it goes on and on
Without a pause or a stop.

Whirl, whirl, whirl
Goes the blades of a fan
Faster and faster
As fast as it can.

Round, round, round
Goes our revolving Earth
Silently around the sun
Creating seasons!

Thursday, April 11, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: seasons
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