Ticking

Work is looming,
my mind is zooming.
The clock is no friend.
The day’s yet started,
yet I wish its end.
~
The future’s bright,
if just to fight.
But time does run.
The race beats on,
to the rising sun.
~
The past’s the guide,
gloom’s to subside.
Better moments await.
Tomorrow we’ll see,
if not too late.

~*~
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