Drip drop the melting clock

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Drip drop, tick tock.

Submitted: September 03, 2012

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10....

A blinding light, blurs, and noises...

9....

Shapes; places, objects, people, fuzzy images. Joy and unrest.

8....

Mother and father call to me, I unsteadily make my way to them uttering sounds unrecognizable.

7....

Playing catch with dad while mom watches and smiles. School projects and family dinners fly by. Myself and friends have many outings.

6....

A girl, beautiful and kind. Driving her around and being happy with no limitations.

5....

College, a new place with new people and wonders. She is still at my side; we grow together and become one.

4....

Married for six years to her, children run around the house. I know the joy of being a parent.

3....

Grown children with kids of their own, time has passed too quickly. An old man stares back at me in the mirror. But an old woman also stares back at me as well.

2....

She is gone....

1....

A blinding light, blurs, noises, darkness....and then I see her again.


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