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A Gold Case

A Gold Case. Poem by Dan Moran.I have a gold watch.
Bought in Ile de la Cite
on my last Lune de Miel.

It runs well, but
twenty-three minutes
fast every day.

I look at it, but
I never know, what
time it might really be.

It is always
sometime
just prior.

Like me, my wife
loves the watch.
Just as she loved Paris.

She often tells me
that she loves
me as well, except

For my always
being early, thinking
I am right on time.

 

Daniel Thomas Moran

 

     

"The youth gets together his materials to build a bridge to the moon, or, perchance, a palace or temple on the earth, and, at length the middle-aged man concludes to build a wood-shed with them."

-Henry David Thoreau

     

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