The Clock of Time
by Jude Barton
The hours tick by from the clock of time.
not a tree leave flutters,
not a church bell chimes.
The earth is silent all life is gone.
But the clock of time still ticks on.
You can hear it ticking from morn till night.
and the world is filled with a pale blue light.
there is no sun set and no sun rise
but the clock still ticks by and by.
You can watch the hands
from one to twelve.
Not a Gnome or Goblin
Dwarf or Elve.
And there is something missing-
like an undone chore.
And the clock will tick for ever more.
