The Rhythm


A  pale child of dark hair

and tangled curls that bounced to the rhythm of this crazy world.

She rushes along the cracked sidewalk path

books on her back

in a crazy dash.

 

She thinks

Growing up takes to long

but living goes by to fast.

Clock is against her.

 

Now

Feel the rhythm

tick tock

Feel the rhythm

tick tock now.

Oh, oh, ohh

Time had run away

tick tock, tick tock now

stay ahead of this day.

 

Young girl on the verge

wavy curls that bounced to the rhythm

Flushed cheeks to match

the rose of her fluttered heart.

 

Beating a rhythm on the concrete pathway

cap in hand, gown flies by.

College on the mind

high school in the past.

 

She still thinks

Growing up takes to long

but living goes to fast.

Clock is against her again.

 

Feel the rhythm

tick tock

Feel the rhythm

tick tock now.

ohh, oh, ohh

Time had run away again.

tick tock now

time to make your way.

 

Growing deep

living large.

Head full

with an open heart.

She’s got it all.

 

Growing deep

living large.

Head full

with an open heart.

She’s got it all.

 

Come on

feel the rhythm

tick tock

Feel the rhythm

tick tock now.

ohh, oh, ohh

 

A woman of settled curls

sits along the path

book on her lap

foot tapping along to the rhythm.

tick tock

she still feels the rhythm now.

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