Time.
To look upon
the face of
time,
Its task it
looks
Too hard to
climb.
It daily passes
by unaided,
Because of God
Who one day
gave it.
Time is more
than just a
clock,
With hands which
pass
From one to
nought.
Big Ben for
instance chiming
Could not bring
night
With shining moon.
We should not
dwell on times
so sad,
But thank our
God
For what we
have.
One more time
he gives us
breath,
As time it
grows
It’s getting less.
Ivan