My Grandfather Clock
Its sonorous tone has struck the hours for well over a hundred years,
But time hath surely taken its toll on its weary wheels and gears.
'Tis built of sturdy oak by craftsmen who took pride in their guild.
My old friend stands nigh seven feet tall and leaves my life fulfilled.
To keep fit he needs a tune-up now and then as all we old guys do.
And with a generous squirt of oil here and there he runs just like new.
His beaming face shines and his rhythmic tick-tock tells me all is well.
He's a dear and treasured companion for all who in this home do dwell.
Oh! If only he could talk of the many things he's witnessed during his life.
Birth, death, sad and happy times, the struggles of foolish man in strife.
Old Grandpa has been quite the world traveler since his birth in Bavaria.
He's been to Japan and all over America - he's surely covered lots of area!
How comforting it is to hear his soothing chimes in the still of the night,
Knowing that he is keeping time for me and that everything is alright.
With each pendulum swing he reminds me that my time on earth is measured,
Time I daren't squander - time with friends and family that must be treasured.
Robert L. Hinshaw served 30 years in the Air Force retiring in 1978 in the grade of Chief Master Sergeant. He began writing poetry in 2002 at age 72 and has composed over 1100 poems.