Written for Daily Post at WordPress ~ Antique Antics
What is the oldest thing you own? Recount its history,
from the object’s point of view.
I am experiencing some squeaks
and creaks but who of us born
in 1820, has not? My original hands
still move spryly, though I did have
a finger replaced recently.
I don’t like to complain, but
my fine mahogany body could be
a bit more lustrous, if my current
family polished me with more
regularity. However, I am wound up
like clockwork–no pun intended.
Listen to my clear, true ring
resonate on the hour. I have
had a diverse, distinguished life
so far–pictures of the queen adorn
my face. Being a member of my family
has afforded me travel privileges
from Massachusetts to Brooklyn,
and now, Portland, Oregon.
I still know the correct time;
just ask me.