"Time's Unwinding: The Ballad of a Broken Watch"

In the realm of time's embrace, a story unfolds,

Of a broken watch, its tale yet untold.

Tick by tick, it once measured the days,

But now, its hands frozen, lost in disarray.

Once upon a time, it faithfully kept the pace,

A companion in moments, a guide in life's race.

Each passing second, a symphony of precision,

But destiny intervened, disrupting its vision.

Its crystal heart shattered, gears out of sync,

A reminder of how fragile moments can sink.

The hands that danced, now motionless, still,

A silent testament to time's mighty will.

Oh, broken watch, keeper of cherished hours,

Your brokenness now a symbol of fading powers.

Yet, amidst the wreckage, a whisper of grace,

A lesson to learn in life's relentless chase.

For in your stillness, a deeper truth is found,

That time cannot be captured, nor tightly bound.

Moments slip away, like grains of golden sand,

And the value of time lies in holding it by hand.

Though you may lie broken, your story remains,

A symbol of resilience in life's intricate chains.

You remind me to cherish every fleeting breath,

To embrace the present, in life and in death.

So, broken watch, I'll keep you by my side,

A token of lessons that cannot be denied.

For in your shattered state, you speak to me,

Of the fragility of time, and its eternal decree.