Grandfather Clock

I'm a grandfather clock

Two hands fixed to my face

Silky, smooth, polished skin

Coats my oak wooden case

My home’s here by the door

At the end of your hall

Like a giant standing guard

Watchful, wise, tough and tall

See my pendulum swing

While I keep perfect time

Without fail every hour

Hear the sound of my chime

As I live, as I breathe

I will tick, I will tock

Proud, antique and unique

I'm a grandfather clock