Sadly

I asked, "How long before
the threads we keep sewing
become unraveled by time?"

She said, "I heard a woman 
speak last night on the nature
of the created cosmos."

I said, "And she, no doubt,
declared that there is nothing
ever lost as the clocks are wound?"

She said, "Yes.  We live in 
a home that remembers itself
from time to time."

I asked, "And is it not sad
that those who forget
miss out on time passing?"

She answered, "Sadly, the sadness
lasts forever as the stars go about
their millennium dance together."