Tick Away

There is a flow,

Things move but never slow.

Chirrups welcome the day,

Greetings exchanged with optimistic ray.

Streak of Sun brings another pun.

Buses,trams and cars run.

Whistling cooker and exhausted pan,

Bring life in kitchen after silent span.

Days turn to years with spinning time.

Mirth & mourn, we repeat & rhyme

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