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Clocks

The sun started to set
So I walked outside to feel the cold.
Seems like just this morning I was a child
But now I feel so old.
I call out to those I love
I pray they are not dead.
The ones left look withered
With ticking clocks above their head.
I reach for their clocks to set them back
So together we'd have more time.
But the harder I try the more I realize
The only clock I can reach is mine.
It broke my heart to know that
one day I'd walk this earth alone.
So I hugged and kissed them all
Fought back the tears and sent them home.
I waited til they all had left me.
I made sure they weren't around.
Then weighted with a heavy heart
I reached up and pulled my own clock down.
I returned the clock above my head.
I prayed I'd left enough time.
Then I ran for home as fast as I could
Convinced that all was fine.
When I arrived at home I climbed in bed
Between my puppies and my girl.
I pulled them close and hugged them tight.
I was happy with this world.
I asked them if I left this earth
Not to be too sad.
For they had made this final hour
The best I'd ever had.
Written by sikx
Published | Edited 17th Feb 2012
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