I posted about Time yesterday and wanted to follow up with my fun little rhyme.
Time
The clock is ticking-
There’s no time for nit-picking.
It’s here today but gone in a wink-
Faster than I can blink;
Seconds, minutes, hours, days,
A trail left behind, I blaze.
What I did in yesterday’s hours
Brought polluted or wholesome showers.
What I will get done tomorrow
May leave happy thoughts or sorrow.
The clock is ticking-
Away, life is chipping;
A time to do or undo,
A time for good deeds, many or few,
A time I have known, grown, or blown.
Time is fleeting upon this earth
With only moments to show my worth.
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock,
Goes the clock.
So, throughout my prime and gray-haired days,
In every time-graced phase,
Let me honor God with all of my praise
Until earth’s time shall cease to be no more
And I enter Heaven’s door.
Mary Crisp Jameson 1/20/2026
“To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under the heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1 KJV
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