Seven seconds counting <br /> Seven seconds on the clock <br /> Until my true love passing <br /> To work to school or to the park <br /> Oh I just don't care <br /> Seven seconds on the dot <br /> He's there. <br /> Untitled To poetry lived, be it the breath I take and word I write <br /> To poetry such that life learns and love aches <br /> To poetry such my fancy makes<br /><br />Christopher Manes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/siete/
