Time is too precious to waste.
Apply it wisely you wouldn’t be in haste.
It holds the secret of success.
For those who use it wisely to progress.
Time is a gift we are born to appreciate.
All gender or race holds an equity that cannot depreciate.
To use the hours at sunrise and set is a joy to treasure.
When you reap the rewards realised in good measure.
The seasons flow along with time.
Sunshine or rain manage it right
It will click on waiting for no one.
Even at night the clock moves on.
For every success story you may hear,
The power of time was managed with care.
From birth to death we account for minutes time commands
We must respect the gift of seconds and hours where it demands.
What time is it?
The clock is ticking.
Tick tick tick
Tick tick tick.
- Anita schafer