Time is a funny thing.
You get more each every day.
A gift from God, a reservoir;
Not all that people say.

It comes and goes. It’s here and gone.
We shake our heads and smile.
But oh potential, so you leave.
God gave you for awhile.

It hunts for the bravest few.
The ones who’ll fight till dawn.
The ones who will look and say,
“Oh God, it’s not yet gone!”

It treasures only faithful true.
The ones who use it right.
The one’s who look to God and say,
“Your time will win the fight!”