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Clock and Bells
When I was young, the clock was barely alive.
It seemed that the good times would never arrive.
As I grew older the needles had something to prove.
Their pace increased; they livened their move.
But still they seemed to just plow along,
Though church bells did render a louder gong.
Who knows if a new life is foretold by these chimes?
I just hope they herald the advent of new times.
In concert clock and bell have something to say…
Their message, “Leave the world a bit better each day.”
poem
by
Gregory Huyette
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