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Grandfather

May 24, 2012
By mwurzer4 DIAMOND, Rochester, New York
mwurzer4 DIAMOND, Rochester, New York
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Thou! thy truest type of grief is the gently falling leaf.&quot;<br /> -Edgar Allan Poe


I’m pushed forward by your strict hands.
In a sea of uncertainty, where will I land?
I only want to stand still
But you keep pushing until
—What?
I call you grandfather but
You’re no family of mine
You won’t let me shine
Through the bars of this cage
Through the words on this page.
You just sit there all day.
Sometimes I ask you “May
I please have more?”
And I’m shown to the door.
Why can’t I have just a little extra piece?
And then, perhaps, I’ll leave you in peace.
But I know I’ll come back again
And sit at your feet and beg.
Like birds we all flock
To the Grandfather Clock.


The author's comments:
Everybody wants more time.

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on May. 25 2012 at 1:53 pm
LovelyDuckling GOLD, Hamilton, Montana
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Favorite Quote:
A vision without action is a hallucination.

very good imagery! mind checking out my poem 'those things that never were'?