. : * :・'゜☆　．　：　＊　：・'゜☆　．　：　＊　：・'

Tick tock,

goes the grandfather clock.

Tick tock,

it never stops,

just like time itself.

Seconds keep on passing, 

but it can't be felt.

Seconds pass, 

but special moments stay,

stay and remain for all eternity.

But,

there will always be memories we wish to forget,

and memories full of hardships and regret.

Some do face with time as we age,

it's all part of life's game.

Tick tock,

only when the batteries die,

does the clock stop.

. : * :・'゜☆　．　：　＊　：・'゜☆　．　：　＊　：・'