Time each of us holds it from birth. We’re all entrusted with the same daily allowance but not all know its value and some seem to forget its worth.
The foolish tend to use it up leaving all those leftover seconds to rot on silver platters squandering hours away on useless, selfish desires believing they’ll always have more never realizing there is a limit.
And yet the wise and the perceptive they protect time with their very lives savoring every last crumb knowing it is a measured blessing to be cherished. They realize time is meant to be held in a way, which embraces even the tiniest bits of joy. And those who are discerning understand the merit of its potential. For time truly is the most valuable gift of all.
He was the grantor Of wishes And the bearer Of love He was the giver Of affection And the maker Of dreams He was the bestower Of kindness And the producer Of happiness But most of all He was the keeper Of her heart