Monday, June 8, 2015

It'll happen again before I know it

Not a tick on the clock
Not a diggory dock
There's 7 yellow cars
But none will start

Maybe a free haircut
Or a pass by look
Can draw a smile
Make time pass a while

Nah not this time
Not in this rhyme
No night light today
The night Suns on vacation

There's some lightning bugs
And tomorrow's hugs
From the sun I dream
But it only seems

One of these days
The clock will again tick four
And closed will be that door
Will I have given myself
Or cries to sleep


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