When I look upon your face, what secrets do you hold
For many years you've stood in place, what stories could be told.
You show the time for all to see, you sweep your hands around
For those who look there is no fee, they know where you are found
Perhaps small children in their play, have stopped to gaze at you
Don't know just what your big hands say, or really what you do.
Instead they run around your base, with joyful laughter play
Cause' time for them is not a race, it's just another day.
Or could two lovers chance along, and stop to tell the time
Their two hearts beating now one song, in melody and rhyme.
With hand in hand their love on show, for time has now stopped still
Each tender kiss for them they know, to be in love's a thrill.
But maybe just a business man, who's never really late
Will run on by he has a plan, this time a business date.
To seal the deal must be on time, he glances once your way
At 1pm this clock will chime, and he will have his say.
Then two old ladies stand by you, their time a precious thing
Their secrets shared but if they knew, what tales of them you bring
For they have stood there right beside, your face they've seen before
Their idle gossip you must hide, in silence must you store.
The passers by each day they see, your hands of time display
The time for them where they must be, on any given day.
To be correct that is your quest, let everybody know
Reliable when at your best, you'll always be on show
Oh yes what stories you must hold, the tears the love the plans
Of many years could be retold, all held now in your hands.
But you will keep them safe and sound, a key will not unlock
Your silent watch that's seen and heard, all stored within your clock.
Christine
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