Friday, December 11, 2015

O Grandfather Clock

O Grandfather Clock

O grandfather clock
With your old tick tock
Why are you loudest at night?

After evening is done
And darkness has come
And time is shy of sight

When the day it comes
And the time it runs
You never do make a sound

With noises and squeaks
And little peeps
Of animals along the ground

But when gone is light
And shadows of night
Are pulled upon my head

The tiny ticks
And creaky clicks
Are all I hear instead

When i lie awake
And all it takes
is a gentle sighing sway

Of a tiny hand
on a father grand
As it moves on now towards day

And it warms my bones
That I'm not alone
No need for fear or fright

For grandfather clock
With his sweet tick tock
Shall guide me through the night

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