#TimeWatcher
In the quiet corners where shadows play,
Time lingers softly, like the end of day.
A silent watcher, cloaked in grace,
It weaves through moments, leaves no trace.

With each sunrise, it sketches anew,
A canvas of life, in vibrant hue.
It dances on laughter, it sighs through tears,
An echo of dreams, a keeper of fears.

The clock ticks gently, a heartbeat's song,
In the rhythm...