Tick Tock

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Susan Seddon Boulet – Ritual Mask

The onset of screams start the clock; the day begins.
Teachers prepare, school bells ring.
First crushes smile and give first kisses.
No longer a teenager.
First drinks flow legally.
Thoughts of settling down.
Decisions to start new clocks.
Realizations that life is half over.
Efforts for a secure retirement continues.
Probably watching your loves leave the nest.
Bones start to creak, hair turning grey.
The drudgery of the daily grind coming to an end.
Enjoying quality time with the fruits of your labor.
Leaving the progeny and/or friends with wisdom.
The last breath escaping signals death, stopping the clock.

What time is it for you?

Unoriginal

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My thoughts are unique or are they?

Am I an original or just a borrower from the inspirers of my past?

I fear the quality words will all have been spoken.

I wonder when it’ll all have been said.

Will my voice be muted before I die?

Before I leave my mark…