POEMS: “The clock of Life”

value of time

The clock of life is wound but once
And no man has the power
To tell just where the hands will stop,
At late or early hour.

To lose one’s wealth is sad indeed,
To lose one’s health is more.
To lose one’s soul is such a loss
As no man can restore.

The present only is our own.
Live, love, toil with a will.
Place no faith in ‘tomorrow’
For the clock may then be still.

by Robert H Smith

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3 Comments Add yours

  1. markssong5 says:

    Aw , wow , awsome ryhm ✌️

    Liked by 1 person

  2. LindaP says:

    Oh how so very true!

    Like

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