A Wine Glass On Dining Table
Poetry,  Thoughts,  What's The Story?

Time Doesn’t Slow Down

I saw a clock turn time today,
it was quick and sharp.
From seven to eight
the dots blinked once.

A rarity it is to
catch the clock doing time
Because though it’s its job
it is too fast for the eye.

Perhaps that’s my fascination
we never see eye to eye
Me being the late-runner I am
time doesn’t think I try

To move at the pace it requires
to make it to dinner by nine.

So today looking at it for once,
actually so many times
I smiled, stared and wondered,
so this is how time goes by?

Time flies.

 

 

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