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Tag: Grandpa’s Way
Tick Tock, Says The Clock
Tick tock, says the clock
Marking time in little blocks
Seasons marching on
Ticking Clock
Sitting quietly
Listen to the ticking clock
Life’s seasons move on
A Thought
A thought
Whispers through the mind
With ideas tumbling
Over and over each other
An idea
Brightening the senses
Crafting a solution
To recurring problems
A solution
With obvious success
Challenges received wisdom
Into submission
A challenge
A meaningful concept
Is it a problem?
Or a solution?
In every thought, In every idea
In every solution, In every challenge
There is opportunity
And that is a thought in itself
Conscience
Working through the emotions
Relocating several times
To leave the past far behind
Only to have reminders
Thrust upon him without ending
By those who will not forget
Jealousy knows no bounds
In the hands of a bitter soul
Yet still
Onward and upward
Over the mountains of disbelief
To rise above the naysayers
Above the angry words
To rise and stay above
The clouds of doom
Wrung from the hands
Of those who show no mercy
To know the peaceful sunshine
Of a clear conscience
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