Ode to a Timepiece

My senses, dimmed as you moved in the dark
Ticking off charts and numbers, going on forever
My heart slows down to your humming tune of the harp,
One minute past, I have failed, yet you’re still clever
You doing your job to file the past
Yet I will always be here in your magical realm
Doing things without being asked,
Though always rushing to places getting whelmed.
Never lying to me, never fooling me… my favourite lovely date
O Timepiece!
The keeper of time, the master of numbers!
What have the makers tinkled to make you the centrepiece?
What beautiful body you have! My number one wonder?
Adorned with platinum and gold, plus a sprinkle of rubies
A companion to trust.
O Timepiece! I am ever so flush
With passion as you keep me:
On-time, prepared and functional
O, I love you ever so passionately!
My. Trusty. Keeper of time.