My Hands

I am of age and full of time
I count the days and keep a rhyme
On every quarter of an hour I chime
Because my hands, my great hands keep such good time

Instead of two hands, I have three
And they are moving constantly
Keeping time is important to me,
Twitch my hands about, place each of my three

I am Grandfather Clock, I’m proud to say
And you read my hands nearly every day
You’ve grown and changed in many a way
But you still read my hands, I can happily say

My Hands

Michelle Hitt

Spring Lake Park, United States

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