Tick tock tick tick tock

‘Tis the strange sound of time.

Tick tock goes the clock

The subject of this rhyme

“Time: it is money”

Some people do mutter,

And it’s not a runny

Stream in the gutter.

It will stand like stone

Or a person in youth.

It has stood and shone

Like a beacon of truth.

But I say it’s more

Than mere silver or gold;

‘Tis heavenly ore

That’s sent for you to mold.

One works it a while

‘Till he makes it a mess.

Then he sees it vile

And free of all success.

He wastes his shining

Time just thinking there’s more,

But with repining

He’s reached his final shore.

For time is unknown.

Some get a long river,

Others are just thrown

A watery sliver.

It does not cost you,

But people do run out.

It can’t be bought new;

It you can’t live without.

When it’s gone you’re done—

No more gazing at trees

Or the brilliant sun.

You’re one no one sees.

It cannot be seen

But yes! It is still there,

And it’s not serene

When some don’t get “fair” share.

It’s invisible

To the bare eyes of men,

But it’s visible

To the Clock-man and ken.

He knows just how far

He’s wound each face of ours,

And knows who we are

Who’ll tick the final hours.

So don’t get so low;

You’re wasting so much time.

Will it be fast? Slow?

I can’t tell you in rhyme.

I can’t at all

Tell you how many days

You have left to call

Yours before life’s last phase.

But the ticks and tocks,

They all matter so much.

So listen all you clocks;

Your time is here to clutch.

No one knows what time they have left.  We are all living lives with limited lengths.

Time is one of the greatest treasures on earth, but it is also one of the greatest mysteries.

We all have freedom to do what we choose with our time, but the question is:

What will you do with your time?

Do not waste your time.

Even more importantly than that, do not waste your time with others.  You never know when your time with them will end.  And unlike wasting your own precious time, you will be around to see the effects of wasting your time with others.

Time with others could end in a death, a change in circumstance, or even a change in location.  But whatever it is, you may not see it coming.

So live life to the fullest.  Savor moments, don’t just document them.  Make great memories, not just great posts.  And most of all love others!

 “For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest. A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to build up. A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance. A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones. A time to embrace and a time to turn away. A time to search and a time to quit searching. A time to keep and a time to throw away. A time to tear and a time to mend. A time to be quiet and a time to speak. A time to love and a time to hate. A time for war and a time for peace.”

‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭3:1-8‬

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