This clock was my mother's. It sat on an end-table next to her for years. It chimes a soft lovely tune every hour. When she died, my wife and I received it, and now cherish it in our home. Every time the chime plays, we think of her. It is a heavenly sound. I tried to capture that here.

This poem is a Whiney. Actually, 3 Whitneys.
Whitney Created by Betty Ann Whitney. This is a seven-line versed poem based on Japanese patterns that key off of syllable counts. This one has a fixed syllable format that contains:
3, 4, 3, 4, 3, 4, 7 syllables, respectively.
The short, expressive lines carry a lively verse that resonates well to almost any subject.
No rhyme scheme is required, but may be incorporated if desired.
For this poem, I did include a mixed rhyme scheme.

Verse 1:abccdbd
Verse 2:abcbdac
Verse 3:abccbda

This photograph was taken by the author of that clock on a table in our living room window.

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