Face on the Clock

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2002 Poetry

The face on the clock ticks away the time

Making me wonder if it is that I’m

Able to accomplish the things that are needed

And nurture what I’ve planted and seeded



There is so much I have left to accomplish

Slower ticks on the clock is all that I wish

Unfortunately that is impossible to be

So I have to sweep away some excess debris



In doing so I have to prioritize my goals

Ridding those that require too many controls

Leaving those tasks I know can be finished

Satisfied my life will not been diminished

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