Bubbles all the way

Life’s Clock

Our life’s clock is wound but once

Not knowing when the hands will stop.

We must take advantage of time here.

The time now is our gift to share.

No power of time to rewind

Nor extend to any length of time.

For God is in control of our days

Having but only one life to live.

Taking advantage of time allotted

And placing no faith in tomorrow.

Living our life each day to the fullest

Dedicated in God to be rewarded.

As the sands through the hour glass

So are the day’s of our lives.

For we know not the day nor hour.

When our life’s clock will expire.

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