Time: Marjolaine Brodeur

~ kaleidoscopeonline

Tick tock, tick tock,
The hands of the clock
It’s face ever bound
Go round and round.

Tick tock, tick tock,
in a monotone talk
that spares no one
and it’s never done.

Tick tock, tick tock,
time kept in stock,
seconds ever found,
to tell its sound.

Tick tock, tick tock,
tick tock, tick tock,
no way backwards
always forwards.

Tick tock, tick tock
tick tock, tick tock.