Ticking

Ticking
January 20th 2014
Written by Jamie Jones

Annual ticking begins from dusk to dawn.
Nothing but the world seems to move on.
Children laughing, parents sighing.
The ticking seems to be flying.

Night, Day, Sleepless hours.
People need to have their coffee-hour.

Ticking sounds alertness bounds.
Pushing the days through the sunbeam rays.
The ticking seems to have its day.

Annual ticking begins from dusk to dawn.
Nothing but the world seems to move on.
Children laughing, parents sighing.
The ticking seems to be flying.