60 Seconds: A Poem

60 Seconds or one minute 

And you will not forget 

Anything could happen 

In a second ticking by 

Time flies 

When you stare into the sky 

Clouds floating around the world 

Twirling twirling twirling 

Whirling and spinning 

And you just grinning 

Sixty seconds in a group of ten 

Still not forgotten 

The hands spin 

To who knows when 

Then the clock strikes ten 

And the hands spin 

Round the face 

In a single space 

Circle, oval, oak 

Spinning like an artichoke 

Once we look to the clock 

Everything shakes 

Like a quake 

Looking to the comic cube 

Spinning on the cosmic hoop 

60 Seconds pass on by 

Now, without regret, we all die 

One minute at a time 

Continue with the rhyme 

Though you my be gone 

Your wisdom is not 

For you, this is not a second thought.