All is quiet

All is quiet.

The noise of the day has finally ceased. The house is no longer shaking from the demolition hammers and drills used need door.

The kids are sleeping. A sniffle and a snore can be heard from time to time.

My ears concentrate on a lovely sound. The ticking of a mechanical pocket watch. It seems alive. The other day we hung it on a nail, it’s small but the numbers are easily read, from a distance I can tell what time it is. As I listen to the ticking of this watch my eyes are attracted to it. The heart is strong, it makes its body move like a small pendulum.

All is quiet, I listen to the ticking of the watch. To the beating of the mechanical heart, there to give me the time.

What time is it?

Let me see.