Tick----Tock The Clock Upon The Wall.

a poem by Linda Bates Terrell, USA

Says the clock.

Little Bolivia,
sits to have her tea,
doll propped in a chair,
she gaily swishes her hair.

Tick tock,
tick tock,
Said the clock,
nailed upon the playroom wall.

Bolivia's mother,
watching from nearby,
Tick tock,
tick tock,
Says the clock,
Nailed snuggly,
upon the playroom wall.

Bolivia pulls up a chair,
Oh dear friend I am so glad,
you finally have arrived,
Do sit, have some tea,
with me.

Her Mother watched,
how would she explain,
Little Jen,
in her mothers car,
upon the ice took a spin.

Said the clock on the wall,
This was the worst day of all.

The mother told her of the,
sad event,
Wondered why she never cried.

Bolivia sit to sip her tea,
She began,
another cup to pour,
Oh Jen she said,
I knew you'd come.

Sounds coming from the clock,
nailed on the playroom wall.

Bolivia's mother
heard her words,
She ran to see.

The phone rang,
The Mother cried,
Little Jen sadly had died.

She went to tell her daughter,
of the sad outcome,
but little Bolivia,
sit to insist beside her,
was little Jen,
sipping from her tea cup.

So who's to say,
many wonder to this day,
what kind of girl,
Bolivia just might be,
to see her missing friend.
as together to this day,
they sip their tea.

Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Tick tick tick tock,
Says the clock now hanging on,
Bolivia's kitchen wall.


Linda Terrell
Lindy Bates
May 3, 2009

Strange hugh!!!!

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