From Clock:

For whom do I thank for this blessing,
of hands that keep time in this place?

If not for my make, then my maker,
who fashioned the folds on my face?

For whom do I thank for this blessing,
of a tick on which some measures rest,
when in counting the minutes to seconds
time enters to end in my chest?

-Amy Struthers

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