CAN YOU HEAR ME?

(old poem I found from 2003)

When night and falling dreams surpass

These humble thoughts of mine

Sweet breath of air takes

As children take each step through youth

the times of mildness pass like rain

Tapping

Ticking

As cogs and axles click

a rhythm that's knocking on your door

so slow and yet so quick.

Another tap on upon your door

another tap to quicken more

One more, One more, One more

Tick tick tock

around around the clock

& Silence.