Perpetual Motion
I pace and
And check to
See
Did time go by
Any faster for
Me
Impatiently I log
The hours
Like a captain
On his ship
So soon they
Lapse and become
Another
Twenty four hours
In a day
Hurry, hurry
Each minute ticks
Away
Per chance in
The midst of
My rush
I will hear the
Echo of my heart
Beating, faster and
Faster
And I will let
Out a sigh
And make a
Promise
For tomorrow
To slow down
And just play
Without counting
Hours, minutes, seconds
If only for a day
I will set
My own rhythm
And dance
With the gift of
Time
And not the
Clock
By Lorraine Stark
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