Life is like a clock. When you look at life it shows the seconds, minutes and hours of a person. You can always see time through their eyes. You can tell time by what they have seen.
Have you seen the hourglass? It will sometime appear when a person is reaching their journey through this world. It is like the sand will stop at any moment.
I watch as the hands of the clock tick to the next second of life. I have to wonder what will come my way. Will I pass through time like a zombie or will I pass through life so fast that I can hardly see what is going by?
The clock of life has no boundaries, no wishes in life. It just does a job with a tick that continues on until the last breathe of life is taken. This clock has no flowers or showers to share upon in life. Nor does it laugh or cry. Just rmember that once that clock of life stops ticking there is no new battery to replace the old one. |
