ClocksWatching the clock,
Round and round the second hand goes,
In the eternal circle of time.
As the hands move,
I can only wonder,
What will come next?
The clock, ever turning and repeating itself knows,
But in life, the uncertainty is what keeps us going.
Time knows no uncertainty, as it keeps revolving,
Though our lives revolve around it.
It is the only thing certain,
And thus becomes our center, our base.
One may begin to wonder,
As we run in the endless circle,
When we come to the end,
Will time continue, or simply fade away?
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2009 EDITION]
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