Time Marches On...........
To every thing there is a time
To every season there is a rhyme.
Time goes on with a relentless pace
Our lives are spent before we erase
Those dark secrets of the mind
Those secrets we want to leave behind.
Time is a Product from days of old,
But time is a commodity that can't be sold.
Yet, each of us has so many days,
We cannot add to this life's maze.
To buy one hour may be our goal,
It's still the truth no time is sold.
To the human race, much time is given,
For each to choose by what he's driven.
Our misused time is gone forever,
But well used time is wasted never.
We must use our time bringing help to others,
Bringing light and joy to all
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