The clock of life is wound just once <br />That no one has a second chance <br />To change your very life of ease <br />Which you have lived just as you please <br />Knowing whom you intend to deceive <br />When they went they went on their knees <br /> <br />The hands go tick-tock every chance <br />They know they do this all but once <br />For time will not stay still and prance <br />While you forget your very chance <br />To wind the time so it could chime <br />And bring peace of mind at the right time <br /> <br />The sound you hear from time to time <br />Reminds you that you must keep in line <br />For life’s clock never seem to chime <br />Until the enemy steals your time <br />The alarm you heard sounds fine <br />Informs you that there is little time <br /> <br />The second hand at so fast a pace <br />Goes on and on to win the race <br />Not looking back to see the space <br />Fear it may meet with utter disgrace <br />So clock of life how do you dare <br />Compare your time to atmosphere <br /> <br />The things you do as time now stands <br />Will help shape you for eternity’s band <br />The ones you’ve rescued from false alarms <br />And those you’ve sheltered from life’s storm <br />Could be the center for your alarm <br />When time seems still and there’s no charm <br /> <br />The clock of life ticks on and on <br />For here on earth there is no man <br />To stop the hand when it strikes one <br />Nor telling it the time to quit <br />But there’s one who controls life span <br />He sets an exit time for every man <br /> <br /> <br />All rights reserved.<br /><br />Gladys Brown Prince<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-s-clock-2/
