Tick tock there goes the clock.
What can I do to make it stop.
Just pause for a few.
I need to catch my breath, phew!
Tick tock there goes the clock.
Can someone slow it down?
I can’t have grey hair, at least not right now.
Tick tock there goes the clock.
I found another wrinkle under my eyes.
Oh no what happened to my thighs?
No thank you, I don’t like pie.
Tick tock there goes the clock.
Can someone please make it STOP!
With a kid in college and the other almost there, I now have time to stop and care.
Mirror Mirror on the freaking wall.
What the hell happened?
What are all these scars?
And the mirror answered back.
Tick tock I will have to stop the clock.
I will explain from the bottom to the top.
By Alkisa Toribio
Single Mom/One day I noticed!
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If the clock stops, we won’t become the top shelf fine wine we are becoming. But we can continue to admire the strong beauties we are become. So, let’s savor our wine or coffee every time we pause and notice something new in us…Loved it.
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Thank you for the love! This peom is meant to be read from top to bottom first and then from bottom to top for a double meaning. Let me know what you think after reading it that way.
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