In the realm of time, I stand with grace,
A clock marking life's eternal chase,
A witness to the cadence of existence,
As moments fade and memories persist.

Tick by tick, I measure the passing hours,
A guardian of time's infinite powers,
With hands that glide, like dancers in flight,
I bring order to chaos, from day to night.

I watch as people come and go,
The young ones skipping, the old ones slow,
Their faces changing with the winds of time,
Their stories etched in rhythm and rhyme.

Through joy and sorrow, love and strife,
I stand as a sentinel, bound to life,
Each tick, each tock, a rhythmical refrain,
Echoing the heartbeat of the human...