Poem -

Time on my Hands

Time on my Hands

My life ticking on

marking out the hours

running through my fingers

like the sands of time

signaling dawn to dusk

with minutes marching on

hands rotating round

my illuminated dial

held in my palm

cradled so securely

chain anchors time down

to my own life line

so ticking on by

seconds, minutes, hours

measuring all my days

that then turns to years

© Lissie Bull 2015

Image titled "It is high time"

by ShiroDesign and found on Deviant`art

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