In the river of eternity, Time flows, A current swift, unstoppable it goes, Through the canyons of existence, it carves, A reminder that all we cherish, time starves.

With each sunrise, a treasure is bestowed, A precious gift, a day yet to be shown, But heed the ticking of the cosmic clock, For time, waits not, it races, it won’t dock.

In youth’s embrace, we dance with careless glee, As if endless moments we hold, carefree, Yet, like sand through an hourglass, it slips, And soon, we’re faced with life’s departing ships.

Through seasons, we can’t halt Time’s grand parade, The blossoms bloom, then wither, start to fade, The golden leaves, they too will kiss the ground, A cycle bound by Time, forever bound.

But fret not, for within each fleeting beat, Lie chances to embrace life’s rhythm sweet, To cherish every second as it flies, To seize the moments, before they disguise.

Let not the burden of lost time consume you, Embrace the present, let your heart be room, For Time’s a gift, not just a ticking clock, A chance to write our stories on life’s eternal rock.

So, let us savor each day’s gentle grace, And let love’s tender touch light up our face, For in this boundless tapestry we weave, The threads of time are ours to interleave.

Remember, time’s a friend and not a foe, With every tick, it gifts us seeds to sow, Embrace the journey, cherish every chime, For in this life, we only have so much time.