Humble Caledonian Bard
The Hands of a Broken Clock
Hands of a clock may stop, but time never will,
We'd love to live forever, with only time to kill,
Experience makes us appreciative, of life as such,
Knowing then as I know now, I'd treasure so much,
There are moments in my past, that shaped my life,
A chance meeting of a girl, who became my wife,
Watching the births of my children, watch them grow,
Becoming parents themselves, their anxieties we know,
Whether broken or not, never watch the hands on a clock,
Use your present time well, never dally and take stock,
Please no regrets for the past, they are done and gone by,
No-one gets everything right, so don't ask yourself why,
Those clock hands that stand still, can still have a say,
Telling us all the correct time, at least twice in one day,
There are two places on this earth, where there is no time,
On the north and south poles, so lets end with a rhyme
We'd love to live forever, with only time to kill,
Experience makes us appreciative, of life as such,
Knowing then as I know now, I'd treasure so much,
There are moments in my past, that shaped my life,
A chance meeting of a girl, who became my wife,
Watching the births of my children, watch them grow,
Becoming parents themselves, their anxieties we know,
Whether broken or not, never watch the hands on a clock,
Use your present time well, never dally and take stock,
Please no regrets for the past, they are done and gone by,
No-one gets everything right, so don't ask yourself why,
Those clock hands that stand still, can still have a say,
Telling us all the correct time, at least twice in one day,
There are two places on this earth, where there is no time,
On the north and south poles, so lets end with a rhyme
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The Hands of a Broken Clock
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