Life's Clock
Life's Clock
By: Katelyn DeShane
Tick-tock
the hands turn
round and round.
When you're young
it's a pleasant sound.
Tick-tock
day to night
You’re in your prime
but you think, “it’s okay,
I still have time”
Tick-tock
year in year out
the future is here.
You have grown so old
But forgot to live, that's clear.
This poem is about:
Our world
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