Echoes Of The Clock Poem by Barry Middleton

I hear echoes of the clock
ticking on the wall
I see shadows of a giant
standing ten feet tall

memories of a lifetime
all come out to play
lovers and lost friends
wish to have their say

the family gathers round
our mother's favorite chair
she says to bow our heads
so we may say a prayer

the after midnight crowd
has gathered all around
whispering my secrets
though I am darkness bound

these memories are a comfort
the present day must lack
you sing a song for me
so thanks for coming back