Poem: The Clock Of My Life Is Racing.

The Clock Of My Life Is Racing.

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the clock of my life

is either standing still

or racing so quickly

that time is flying

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time is racing past

at this particular moment

because I shall soon

be seeing you

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2 Responses to “Poem: The Clock Of My Life Is Racing.”

  1. nelly says:

    hey Jackie.

    my life seems to have 2 clocks: one for work, and the other for everything else.
    the work one stands still more often than not, wherein the other just dashes through. I’ve blinked and now I’m almost 27.
    frightening though, and the to-do list only grows bigger :(

    have a good day -
    Nelly.

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