A Clock’s Dance

A Clock’s Dance
By Allie Marie

You are losing time.
You don’t even know it.
Maybe if you did,
this would be simple.
Every clock has it’s dance
with every hour another withering chance.
And, I’m afraid to lose
what I’ve never had.
I’m guilty too,
but yet I choose to beg of you.
We know how to be fools
with our feet on the ground.

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