The Beauty of Time

The clock ticks, the hand moves on One second of your life has come, and gone. Nothing that you can say or do Will bring that moment back to you. Make each moment shine; it is a precious jewel If you waste its beauty, you are a fool Don’t let it slip and fall, to break on barren ground For Time will hide the pieces, nothing will be found Treat it as a seed, make it flower Feed each priceless second with Life’s power It will bloom and blossom, when you give it zest Life is more colorful, if you try your best. Don’t worry if one flower withers, and slowly dies There are many more to grow, while time flies. Make Time your garden, a place of splendor For you to enjoy its beauty forever