When all clocks stop

When all clocks stop, and there is no more time
Where will I be when I hear those golden chimes

I will keep plodding the paved road ahead
Until I take my last breath on my deathbed

Then those golden stairs I will slowly climb
That’s where I’ll be when I hear those chimes

November 16, 2022
Mark Waldrop

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