Same day different hour

24 of them pass us by,
Within each passing chime
Look up, such a different sky.

So many chances
Walk with me and let's dine
In the fragrant opportunities
That can change
So kind is the sublime craft of time.

Perch if u must
Trust the intervening of ones touch
It can't be a convenience
When you are placed in a place that's just.

Tick tock, break knots with each passing moment,
It's not a clock
It's the beating of your heart that only begs you appreciate the chance to keep open your shop 😉