Time after Time

One Voice still hesitates
on yesterday ,
The other already strides to this day
As the clock ticks aside
and we are ageing with time

Childhood which has gone away
is riding time pony through
child present within.

with life's progression ,
leaving footprints gaily
along life's road side,
ticks of Clock delights ears
like a hymn....


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