The pearl beyond price,

The gift so sublime

Is the one we ignore–

The blessing of time.

It’s measured in seconds

It’s lumped into days.

We tick tock the minutes

And wish it away.

But time becomes precious

When it is in doubt,

When it’s tight and restricted

We reel from the clout

As we number the days

We have left on this earth–

The death sentence stings,

Vanquishing mirth.

But hidden within

A whisper rings true:

Don’t waste precious time

On self-centered rue.

Take the most from this moment,

It glistens and shines

And it won’t come again,

Make a blessing of time!