Tick Tock Poem by Dylan Fadden

Tick Tock

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Tick Tock, Tick Tock,
The sound of the never ending clock,
The clock that sends me into a trance,
The trance that sends my mind back to when I could sing and dance,

The clock makes me see back to a younger day,
Of youth and stupidity where I was easily led astray, The clock with its Tick and its Tock takes over my mind,
And reminds me of the past that I had long ago left behind,

The clock shows me the day i married my wife,
And makes me remember how she is the love of my life,
To this day her touch is all I crave,
But this shall not happen as she is now at rest in her grave,

The clock to me is a beauty and a curse,
As it reminds me of when i felt my best and my worst,
So from this moment on until the day I die,
It is just me and my clock, Tick Tock, Tick Tock.

Saturday, August 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,memory,old age
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