Oh GrandfatherA Poem by TTBoy28
Oh Grandfather Clock, Oh Grandfather My how time flies You wiped your hands Upon these lands Dear you, I despise
Oh Grandfather Clock, Oh Grandfather What secrets do you hold You walked the walk Made many balk Your photos show you so cold
Oh Grandfather Clock, Oh Grandfather My the riches you own You are a constant reminder of a proud soul finder Poor is the lineage that has grown
Oh Grandfather Clock, Oh Grandfather tick tock, tick tock It's the voice of the sound that keeps them bound to that strong invisible lock
Oh Grandfather Clock, Oh Grandfather What happens when you stop Will someone come in to restore you then Or will they let the ball drop? © 2010 TTBoy28 |
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Added on May 21, 2010 Last Updated on May 21, 2010 |

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