My old Cuckoo clock

The hands of my clock ticks a second at a time, as they strike every quarter the bells will chime..my musical melody of eternity, eternal sounds of a symphony.. a lifetime of lastingness, until forever and a day .. ticking timelessly one’s future away

My old Cuckoo clock shall never stop.. I pull the weights to the very top.. three weights in total each with a different demand, they keep my old clock working on my command.. Oh how I love my clock it’s my faithful old friend, we will remain companions until the very end