So little time to say the things
You’d really like to say -
Before you even find the words,
The time just slips away.
So little time to do the things
You feel that you must do.
So treasure, like the purest gold,
The time God’s given you.
So little time to dream your dreams,
For youth has passed its prime,
Amen. I don't know if the poem is pastor Mike's or someone else's, but it is very true. Time is a precious gift; use it wisely.
