Things started going counterclockwise
it was a vision of the past
that was being cast
the old clock was going Tick tock. tick tock
while I started feeling counterattack.
Embarrassed, I was not;
but the things I was seeing kept me feeling
somewhat off-balanced, and a little hard for me to explain.
Then I have seen a man with an umbrella standing out in the rain
he was looking at me kinda strange,
I turned to walk away, but again it was he I must face.
Then the sound came to me, Tick, tock, tick tock
it was all gone.
- Judy Emery © 1980 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MEMORIES
PoetryMemories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.
