Time Span

Posted on by Reena Saxena

The grandfather clock stopped ticking.

“Let’s replace this outdated clock with an electronic piece.”

Someone breathed his last in an assisted home for senior citizens a few miles away.

“We have to go. Dad’s no more.”

The clock’s face, worn yet resilient, mirrored his journey. As the pendulum swung, it whispered tales of joys and woes. When the final chime echoed, it wasn’t an end but a testament to a life not so well-lived, each second a precious fragment of his story.

Weekend Writing Prompt #379

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