Looking at the clock,
Trying hard to stop,
The time that runs,
With more to be done.
Staring at the setting sun,
The wind conveys, the night has begun,
Fakely accepting, the praises that surrounds,
With regrets about, the things undone.
The curious eyes, started her chase,
Girls with grins, running out of the gates,
Guys crawled in, with their long face,
Another hopped to shop, with the money he made.
The doves flew towards their cage,
Owls flew out, with their scary gaze,
They all switched shifts, each and every day,
For nature's company, isn't that great?
When things take place, in unexpected ways,
Good things take time, is what they say,
Sorrow and joy, may join the same day,
Life needs the company of patience, is what I say,
In this life things may delay,
But your only choice is to stay.
-Debra R. N. Ludwick-
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