Clock Tower Secrets

I look upon your face and wonder - what secrets do you hold? For many years you've stood in place; what stories could be told? You show the time for all to see, you sweep your hands around For those who look, there is no fee, they know where you are found. Perhaps small children on their way have stopped to gaze at you Don't know just what your big hands say, or really what you do. Instead, they run around your base, with joyful laughter play Because for them time’s not a race; it's just another day. Or could two lovers chance along, and stop to tell the time? Their two hearts beat out one song, in melody and rhyme. Hand in hand, their love on show, for time has now stopped still With each tender kiss they know - to be in love's a thrill. Or maybe just a businessman, who's never ever late Will run on by - he has a plan, this time a corporate date. To seal the deal, must be on time, he glances once your way At 1p.m., your bell will chime, and he will have his say. Then two old ladies pause by you, their time a precious thing Their secrets shared, but if they knew what tales of them you bring! For they have stood right by your side; your face they've seen before Their idle gossip you must hide, in silence must you store. The passers-by each day they see your hands of time display The hour and minute where they must be, on any given day. To be correct, that is your quest - let everybody know Reliable and at your best, you'll always be on show. Oh yes, what stories you must hold! The tears, the love, the plans Of many years could be retold, all held now in your hands. But you will keep them safe and sound, a key will not unlock Your silent watch that's seen and heard, all stored within your clock