The Clock

It sits, hidden, unnoticed on the mantle,
quietly measuring off the seconds of our lives.

Its quiet heartbeat is lost
in the noise of living.

With timid regularity, it chimes
“I’m here, I’m here.”
but even that goes unnoticed, a too familiar sound.

But in the stillness of the night,
in moments of quiet contemplation, 
you can feel its presence,
and take comfort in its
tick
tick
tick.

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