A Clock in my Grandmother’s House

This original poem was inspired by a hand crafted clock I can remember from when I was growing up.  The clock is said to have stopped working the day my grandfather died.  I’m sure many families have similar stories to tell!  This poem is called ‘A Clock in my Grandmother’s House’.

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I'm very intriguing - message me and you'll know - (thinks to himself, "that must be more interesting than the last 'about me' I left"!!) - Well, I'm not that interesting, hope you like what I've written and if you do like it, please feel free to make a comment.
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