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by Mark Hopwood Jun 30, 2009 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Time ticks Like clunking sticks Heavy day laid with bricks The sun is somewhere Behind the clouds Waiting patiently To breakthrough the shrouds. To Shine so Bright With Golden light Then everything will be alright The sun is out there Behind the cloud Waiting patiently To shine so proud. Time ticks Like a pricking tack Always look forward Never back.