the bells will ring,
snow may fall,
tomorrow might bring,
the dropping of a ball.
dressed in green,
i'm keeping time,
on the scythe i lean,
my eyes, they shine.
with the hourglass,
i watch the time pass,
try not to worry about making it last,
because before you know it, the time has past.
A very cute poem! Love the idea of keeping and watching time!
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