The hands on the face tick away,
Counting the seconds and minutes sway;
Touching the hour, they've never stopped
The years between since you I lost.
The silver band on your wrist that lay,
Scratched in memory of that day,
Now rests so sweetly against my skin
A soothing reminder that you're safe with Him.
For just as the hands have not stood still,
1 know that you're living on yonder hill,
Though the river may us separate
A veil dim yet the golden gate.
Tick on sweet watch and bring me near,
The one I love and hold so dear,
For what is time but a moment now
Blessed completely with our Saviour's vow.
Weep not my friends and do not fear,
My Father's home is very near.
Where I now go, you too will know
A haven blessed, because He loves you so.
© Helen Catherine Cramer
Cathy had this watch on at the time of the accident.
It has not stopped in that time.