My life can be measured in hours,
I live by being devoured.
Thin I am fast,
Fat I am slow
The wind is always my foe. (Candle).
An arm points north, east, south, then west.
Ever in circles, never pausing to rest. I
t passes its brother twenty three times,
As the sun passes by and the moon starts to climb. (Clock).
только это не про рождество