The Clockmaker's Regret

By Saywisely

1 min read May 21, 2024
His steady hands, with gentle care,
Make broken clocks beyond compare.
He gives back moments, stolen, lost,
Ignoring what his own have cost.

For in his heart, a silent gear,
Is stuck on a forgotten year.
And though he mends the flow of time,
He cannot heal this ache of his.

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