May 23
CLOCKS
When the clock stops, I wind it up or replace the battery. I have to; time doesn’t end because the arms grow slow. The device wears down but the day is not over. Even if my internal metronome is bollixed, the planets keep revolving. I can’t step off the world; it doesn’t stop turning for me. I don’t always have to keep my head up but I must always go on. There is no going back. I can only remember yesterday. I can’t return to it though it’s so close the flowers are still fresh. Sometimes I struggle to keep my hands off of the past. Those are the days I secure my future and wind the clocks.Create a map to your own happiness.
About Me
- Sober on the Way to Sane
- Sherrie Theriault writer and outsider artist lives in northwest New Jersey where she writes villain-free fiction for children, creates coloring books for all ages, writes daily inspiration books for the recovery community and has other works of collected poetry. Books available on Amazon.com include the following: Cala Mae The Deep Dark Day In The Holland’s Adventure Fill Me In Fill Me In, Too Sober on the Way to Sane More Sober on the Way to Sane My Sponsor Said… Elissa: Queen of Carthage Order of Protection Was Love Lost Sober on the Way to Sane is also available at Blue Stockings, Manhattan, NY. You can find Sherrie’s art work at Hang-Ups Gallery in Allentown, PA or online at SerendipitousGallery.com please feel free to contact her there if you have any questions.
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