I watch the clock - <br /> I think of time - <br /> It steals away <br /> What's most sublime - <br /> My hours, my days, <br /> A part of me - <br /> It slices me off <br /> Continuously -- <br /> <br /> I watch the clock - <br /> Time turning around <br /> Bending my years <br /> Towards the ground -- <br /> And with a gentle <br /> Tick, tick, tock <br /> My life keeps melting <br /> In the breath of the clock---<br /><br />Hana Gerzanic-Hons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-clock-3/
