Old Friends

I know, late again for #household, I'll catch up at some point I promise!

There was a clock,
as old as he,
it had been loosing time,
in the same way he'd loose his teeth,
or forget a word or rhyme.

It aged along with the old man,
each day the hands would slow,
and as he moved with difficulty,
the clock it seemed to know.

One day the old man took to bed,
his voice then lost all power,
the rusty clock still told the time,
but stopped chiming the hour.

The old man's heart began to fade,
his breath became a flutter,
and so the clock hands followed suit,
it's 'tick tock' sound did stutter.

And when the old man breathed his last,
and passed from this world on,
the clock did stop and no more would work,
as if it too had gone.

Obv inspired by My Grandfther's clock:)