THE CLOCK OF LIFE


The clock of life is wound but once. And no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, On what day - or what hour.



Now is the only time you have, So live it with a will.
 Don't wait until tomorrow - The hands may then be still.


Author - Unknown

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Always a silent hurt,
many a silent tear,
but always a beautiful memory,
of one we loved so dear.

God gave us strength to bear it,
and courage to take the blow,
but what it meant to lose you,
no one will ever know.

Author Unknown

………………………………………………………………………………………..

"Every time an old person dies, it's like a library burning down." – Alex Haley

THE CLOCK OF LIFE


The clock of life is wound but once. And no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, On what day - or what hour.



Now is the only time you have, So live it with a will.
 Don't wait until tomorrow - The hands may then be still.


Author - Unknown

……………………………………………………………………………………………….

Always a silent hurt,
many a silent tear,
but always a beautiful memory,
of one we loved so dear.

God gave us strength to bear it,
and courage to take the blow,
but what it meant to lose you,
no one will ever know.

Author Unknown

………………………………………………………………………………………..

"Every time an old person dies, it's like a library burning down." – Alex Haley