My mother once asked, what is the time
I stood there young and innocent
not even knowing how to rhyme
I thought to myself
what is the time?
is it time for laughter
is it time for tears
I thought and thought
and then I realised
it was time to think
about time
was it ever a crime
just to sit
and think about time?
© Palisa Molefe
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Grade 8
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