Antique Clock

Our great old clock hangs on the wall

Its ticking loud and strong.

For many years it has performed,

Sang steadily its song.

We all have learned to trust it

To get us there on time

We know it is dependable

And love to hear it chime.

If ever that old clock should stop

The silence would be loud.

With sadness then we’d whisper low;

“Well done friend, you can be proud.”

© May B. Winkel