Tick Tock Went The Clock.

Tic tock went the clock,  
In rhythm with the heart,  
Each tick a whisper of the past,  
Each tock a journey’s start.  

Time dances on the wall,  
Casting shadows soft and light,  
Moments blend and fade away,  
In day’s embrace, in night’s flight.  

The echoes of our laughter ring,  
A fleeting waltz of joy and pain,  
In every hour's gentle swing,  
We seek to love, to lose, to gain.  

So let us mark each fleeting chime,  
With memories sewn like tapestry fine;  
For every tick and every tock,
Time weaves our stories through the clock.