Sunday, 25 October 2009


And roll back the clock
For another hour in time’s line,
And if you do it
At two this morning,
And stay awake,
You get to live those sixty minutes again
And make amends
For any mistakes made;
You get to take another swing
At things.
So when the phone rings
You may fancy not
Answering it,
And when she says no
You’ll be ready for the blow
And know when
The conversation ends,
And what’s around the bend
Will not offend anymore
As every green light
Will be brighter.
So enjoy these post
Midnight ghosts
As you only get them once a year.

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