Time
What is Time?
Time is too high up and tall
One can find it on a wall
Time has numbers one through twelve
Some pointers tell us time as well
Technically, the time is two
But that doesn’t mean it’s time for you.
No matter what, the day is long
Although for someone else that might be wrong.
“Time is precious,” is what they say
I forget about it, and so, have all day to play.
Time is too high up and tall
One can find it on a wall
Time has numbers one through twelve
Some pointers tell us time as well
Technically, the time is two
But that doesn’t mean it’s time for you.
No matter what, the day is long
Although for someone else that might be wrong.
“Time is precious,” is what they say
I forget about it, and so, have all day to play.
Key Words : Family, time
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This is part T of my alphabet children’s book also wordplay meant for adults who don’t need a clock anymore.
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