Poem: Clock of Mine: Final

I am a clock.
always on time,
never too late,
nor too early.

Being impatiently patient,
They wait for me,
hoping that I hurry up.
But in the end,
they have to be patient,
because I will not rush.

I will take my time,
to make things right.

sometimes,
I am like d u s t
on a shelf.
because I'm shy.

But,
you push my buttons...

and my alarm will go off,
I speak what' s on my mind.


please don't play with this C
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of mine.