Old Time vs. New

The old timepieces were more forgiving than all the new kind, as this sweet poem testifies. I offer it on this day with its oncoming plunge into early darkness later on.  It‘s called “Time Change” but I have no record of its author. Lovely anyway: 

Time is different with a digital watch.

The minutes that used to limp around

The small dial on my left wrist

Come in early these days

Like the train.


I wound it myself then

But now time has changed.

It jumps up at me



Hours minutes seconds even days

Into then.

My new watch says

It’s now or never, kid.


Whatever became of o’clock?

You could make it last as long as an ice bar

Or another kiss,

Walk in late

And still be on time.

old clock 

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