A Valuable Monument. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

I looked to the wall clock
Served me better for years
Someone gave me as a gift
Something precious I felt.

I looked to the wall clock
Served with punctual always
Remembered my duties in time
The going to office, Bus time
The morning tea time, and all

I looked to the wall clock
So beautiful for my eyes
A near relative gave it to me
As a life long present I felt

But one day the clock is struck
And a lock out declared to me
And feeling so sad I told it
Take some rest my dear friend
You are tired for your hard work.

The good time keeper I judged you
The good service entry you deserved
My own friend and relative a noble one
Who contributed and placed there.

I looked to the wall clock in sadness
Not found an alternative other than replace
And put one newest in the same place
The good old friend is rests in peace
And I looks it occasional as a monument.