My Watch 23 Saturday Nov 2013 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment There’s a watch on my left wrist, That helps me mark the time, It keeps me to a schedule, It makes me toe the line. There’s a box upon its face, So I recall the date, And a second hand sweeps round, Should I procrastinate…. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...