I stand here, cradling time in wrinkled arms
watching the family grow throughout the years
while I am ageless myself,
hard immortal chestnut,
brass dials,
and polished ivory standing still with every tick
and yet leaping forward
following the years' paths

As you grow up,
you will wonder about your ancestors,
and look up to me for guidance,
but I am silent, I offer no answers,
only the time