there hanging a clock <br />with its pendulum swinging <br />it says ' tick tock tick tock <br />time is running' <br /> <br />it moves clockwise <br />without a doubt it goes, <br />not counter-clockwise <br />everyone knows <br /> <br />pointers go around a dial <br />each second counts <br />it is only mechanical <br />yet it haunts <br /> <br />midday to midnight <br />like the sun from east to west <br />morning till night <br />make no way for a jest <br /> <br />'tick tock tick tock <br />time is running' <br />says the clock <br />but later will stop ticking...<br /><br />sherry ann estacion<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-ticking-clock-3/
