It's time
It’s time for
clocks
to sing, and
cats to fly.
It’s time for
rain to
cry, and rocks
to heal
everything.
It’s time for
apples
to kiss, and
guitars to speak.
It’s time for
stairs to weep,
and socks to
touch happiness.
It’s time for
love
to walk, and
rivers to
listen. It’s time
for balloons
to hope again,
and pencils to
rock.
