Almost forgot...

...to add this poem I just wrote a little while ago.

Third Time's Charm
by Candice E. Brewer
Third time's charm, isn't that what you said?
If third time ever gets here, I'll be dead.
My timing's clock has a slow secondhand,
But the minutes are like hourglass sand.
My thoughts are a river, yours a highway.
A lot's gone under your bridge since yesterday.
The moon will rise after the sun is set,
But the sun won't let the moon forget.
My heart will never be safe from harm
Third time is deadly, no third time's charm.