Time Poem by Gary Ware

Time



Tick tock tick tock.
hearing the sound of the clock.
Listening to our lives tick on by.
Gone, in the blink of an eye.
So easy to waste, without a thought.
Time is precious it can't be bought.
Listening to the sound of the clock.
Tick tock tick tock.

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