I looked at my watch it was 12am,

a mirror caught my eye and then,

I saw crow's feet perched on each eyes flank,

a long grey beard and my eyes had sank,

I looked so old but felt so young, 

I could see the man I had become.

I looked at my watch and it was 12:10,

and feeling less than other men,

went looking inside to find my soul,

there was only black and bitter cold,

am I evil? maybe I am,

surely Iv'e done some good now and then.

I looked at my watch it was 12:20,

I knew why she didn't want me,

as tears ran down my secondhand face,

her love for me was gone,

all that's left is disgrace.

I looked at my watch it was 12;30,

the final 30 minutes of a love,

I once dreamed would always be.

                                                               By Edward Hornery 28/9/2015