#ClockContemplations
#InkOfLyNic

Tick tock goes the clock,
Counting each passing moment,
Time slipping through its hands,
A silent observer of life's dance.

Minutes turn to hours,
Days blend into nights,
The clock never faltering,
In its steady, rhythmic flight.

Each tick a reminder,
Of the fleeting nature of time,
A gentle nudge to cherish,
Every precious moment, sublime.

So listen closely, dear friend,
To the clock's quiet song,
For in its ticking heartbeat,
Lies the melody of life's throng.

Embrace each passing second,
With gratitude and grace,
For time waits for no one,
It's a fleeting, precious space.

Tick tock goes the clock,
A constant companion in our journey,
Guiding us through the ebb and flow,
Of life's ever-changing story.
© LyNic