Timing And Romance Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

Romance is all about timing
and I'm no Rolex
I'm afraid my timing is off
I'm a Timex
I take a licking and keep on ticking.

But my sands of time
have almost run out
I feel my clockwork
has broken a mainspring
I'm ready to throw me out

I'm overwound
and behind the hour
and in a different time zone
feeling all alone

I'm not 17 Jewels
or Swiss movement
cause nothing is spinning
and time is slipping away

No chronograph
no dates
no shockproof rating
If I'm a stopwatch
I feel like stopping

No mineral crystal face
No light-up dial
Just an old watch
that's gone out of style

No chimes
or bells, or battery
no self-winding motion
Not waterproof or for use in the ocean

I'm just a simple timepiece
from another age
when things were built
to be simple, sturdy and true
my hands only seem to point to you

But a watch thrown out by one
may be found by anohter
and one's junk
may be another's treasure


2008 © James T. Adair