Timepieces

Old watches of silver

In glass cases, ticking.

How many days have

These timepieces seen?

How many gloved hands

Went to them for guidance?

How many places

Have these treasures been?

Their desperate ticking

Is making you itch

To run paths forgotten

And times far away.

Gears are still turning,

Memories burning.

Go check the time

Before it goes astray.

[image error]Photo Credit Mariella Hunt