In the silence of the night, it sings
A rhythm that never falters or fades
Each tick echoing the passage of time
A heartbeat in the vast body of temporal existence
Counting the moments, the seconds fly
A constant reminder of life’s swift pace
Every tick and tock a precious breath
In the symphony of the ticking clock’s embrace
Tick-tock, a lullaby to soothe the weary soul
Guiding us through the tides of change
A steady companion in the journey of life
Never ceasing, always within our range
The ticking clock, a witness to our stories
Recording the laughter, tears, and every sigh
An eternal observer of our victories and woes
In the grand theater of life, it stands by
A faithful keeper of memories, both joyous and grim
In every tick, the echoes of days gone by
A gentle nudge to cherish each passing moment
For time, like the ticking clock, will always fly