Stillness of the night, I tick I tock - tick, tock
A faithful servant to the passing hours,
Moments sift through my hands like sand,
Yet I stand, unyielding to powers in-hand.

I’ve watched the sunrise, then fade to dusk,
Seen shadows stretch, shrink upon the wall,
The laughter, tears, love, the loss,
All echoing in my steady, constant call.

Each second I count is both a boon and a gift,
And a thief, stealing what was just...