Life's Clock
Time is precious time is priceless
Every second ticks a minute
Every minute ticks an hour
Every stroke towards the midnight hour.
Born of our mother but still on the clock
Like the pushing of a button on life's stopwatch.
Starting along being nurtured in life as the hands of the clock ticks by in sight
Growing by the hour and learning every day
Watching the hands of time passing day by day
Moving on in life and time passes on each year the clock ticks on celebrating a new year
Now as we get older and the clock goes tick tock you'll soon come to realise that the stopwatch will stop.
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