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Poem about life is like the hands on a clock. You never know when the hands of time |
Natonia New Member
since 2002-09-20
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Hello All, I'm looking for a poem I read in 1995, when I was in the hopital when my gradmother passed on. It was about living your life to the fullest because you never know when the hands of time(hands on a clock) will stop ticking. Has anyone heard of this poem? Or would anyone know where or how I should go about trying to find it? |
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Sunshine
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http://www.library.utoronto.ca/utel/rp/poems/longfe7.html I use Google a lot to find things...sometimes a few key words in the right phrase helps. This is probably not the poem, but it may help you remember more of what you are trying to recall. |
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