Here you will find thePoemEach morning I pass on my way to workof poet Lesbia Harford
Each morning I pass on my way to work A clock in a tower And I look towards it with anxious eyes To make sure of the hour. But the sun gets up at the back of the tower With a flare and a blaze Hiding the time and the tower from my sight In a blissful haze. 'I am the marker of time' says the sun. Taken unawares, I believe for the nonce he is lord of the day And am rid of my cares.
