Marcos climbed to the attic, up in the dusty house
Ten years of curiosity, quiet as a mouse
Among the boxes and memories,
a treasure he did find
A pocket watch of gold, the clock of humankind
The sun and moon together, a symbol was engraved
He opened it, saw the hands
spinning, the past they saved!
They turn backward fast, a secret to conceal
Can a child really make the wheel of time reel?
Tick-tock, the ancient clock is calling
An adventure in seconds, realities falling
To turn back time, an old mistake to mend
But the present starts changing, without an end
Marcos, be careful with the secret that you hold!
Every trip to the past, a new story unfolds
He wished to retrieve his
favorite toy from a year ago
Went back, hugged it tightly, put on a happy show
Returned to the present, his bed, his own space
But the color on the wall, filled him with haste
The books were not there,
something had been undone
If you touch yesterday's
line, tomorrow hasn't begun
Tick-tock, the ancient clock is calling
An adventure in seconds, realities falling
To turn back time, an old mistake to mend
But the present starts changing, without an end
Marcos, be careful with the secret that you hold!
Every trip to the past, a new story unfolds
He tried to stop the fight
with his very best friend
A bitter moment he wanted to transcend
He did it, he smiled, now everything is fine!
Called his friend, but they looked
at him, Who is this guy's line?
His best friend stared back
with a total lack of knowing
A small change in the past, a lonely seed sowing
He searched the library, in a book of old lore
The alchemist’s great tale, the sorrow he bore
"He tried to correct things,
lost everything he loved
Don't seek the past's comfort,
if you want your life un-shoved"
Marcos felt the burden, the great responsibility
He had to fix it all, return to stability
He took one final trip,
not to change, but to learn
To let the harsh lessons of yesterday burn
Calm returned at last, his room, his best friend
Everything was back, the timeline reached its end
Every mistake is a lesson, you don't have to flee
Time is a true gift, you must let it just be
He hid the clock in the
attic, the mystery concealed
The real magic is learning, the secret is revealed
The tick-tock stops spinning,
the journey is through
And Marcos is much wiser,
with a present that is true