Time's Treasured Worth
In the currency of life, a truth unfolds,
Time, more precious than silver or gold.
It slips through fingers, a subtle stream,
A treasure beyond what money may seem.
Moments are gems, each second a prize,
Countless treasures hidden in sunrise.
Money may come, and money may go,
But time's true worth continues to grow.
So, cherish each heartbeat, each fleeting chime,
For in life's grand tapestry, time's the prime.
No wealth can buy what moments convey,
Time, the richest currency in life's display.
Copyright © Matthew Rob | Year Posted 2024
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