Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

 

 

 

Time, we moan is too fast, too slow

There’s never enough of it

We would all like more

Each of us has an allotted span

Would you want to know

How much you had left

To enjoy or moan about?

What if I tell you there is a place?

Where you can turn the clock back

Would you play back yesterday

A month, a year more?

To do so, you must interact

With the Time Master in a dream

Set your clock for midnight

When you wake,

turn your clock back one hour

Lay your head back on your pillow

Call for the Time Master three times

before you sleep

When the clock passes midnight for the second time

You may find yourself in a strange place

Of dark moving clouds in a world of clocks

You must find the one that matches

the one on your bedside table.

Turn the hands to midnight

You may wake in the wrong tomorrow

Depending on what you hoped for…

©anitadawes