Clocking In

After clocking in,
The passing days are measured
by relentless hands.
Embrace laughter, love and life,
Before it's time for clocking out.

Went for a pub lunch with lovely friends today - in the corner of the pub was this old clocking in/out clock. It was strangely silent as the mechanism had been changed from clockwork to electric, but the mechanics still worked so I was able to clock myself in to the pub ....... actually, I don't think I clocked out .....

Thought I'd try a different poetic format today ... I think this is a Tanka ... which is sort of like haiku but a bit longer. At least that's what I was aiming at .... poetry buffs may tell me different!)