Tick-Tock goes the Clock

poem of time

Tic-Tock
goes the clock

Born to grow old is our mission in life
Fluid and graceful like notes from a fife

Tic-Tock
goes the clock

If fluid and graceful life is not
Do the best with what you got

Tic-tock
goes the clock

In the end I come to find
Life belongs not to me, but the keeper of time

Tic-tock
goes the clock