My Trusty Old Alarm Clock Poem by Shaun Cronick
My Trusty Old Alarm Clock
After my day's work is done,
And I come home at night.
I write a poem freshly spun,
And in myself I'm alright.
Through the window I can see,
Good people of seasoned stock.
Then a tick I hear for company,
My trusty old alarm clock.
You tick and tick in calming way,
Trustily tell me when to rise.
Try and stop for just one day,
You don't need to exercise.
A trusted timer I must agree,
Reliable like life's bedrock.
I love each tick you give me,
My trusty old alarm clock.
What a lovely poem. A tribute to a trusty old alarm clock. This poem resonates with me. I am a lover of clocks. Their sound sometimes make you feel you have company. Beautifully crafted and well executed with great rhyme.
Thank you for your beautiful and honourable comment Rose Marie. I'm glad you enjoyed a chap in work, a good man, said write a fun one about a clock. Thanks again Rose Marie and take care.
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8/24/2025 12:27:20 PM # 1.0.0
very nice rhymed poem ،amazing very simply addressing very important theme, one of the most mystery component of the life which is the time scale, with superb harmony ending: A trusted timer I must agree, Reliable like life's bedrock. I love each tick you give me, My trusty old alarm clock.+++++++10/10 always
Thanks Soran for your kind and welcome comments. Time is a funny old thing sometimes. Thanks again and take care and also, enjoy life.