Time
It flies
If we don’t pause
We’ll never find
The treasures hidden
In these hard and beautiful days
Joy and pain
Sun and rain
So often united
Time
Don’t take it for granted
It comes
But it goes away
When we look back what will we see?
Did we stop
To live, to change, to believe
Or did we run
Without a dream?
So live today
As the gift it is
From the God who created us to be
His hands and feet
Time
It changes
This world in need
As we give Him everything
Cherry Tree Poet 