The Great Clock
The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hand will stop.
At late or early hour.
Now is the only time you own;
Live, love, toil with a will,
Plan no faith in tomorrow for
The clock may then be still.
Wear today a cheerful face
In everything you do.
The sunshine that you radiate
Will shine right back at you.
Speak today a word of hope
To someone in distress;
When you lift another’s load
You make your burdens less.
Do today a gracious deed
And do it with a smile;
It’s little daily acts like these
That make your life worthwhile.
by Author Unknown
The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hand will stop.
At late or early hour.
Now is the only time you own;
Live, love, toil with a will,
Plan no faith in tomorrow for
The clock may then be still.
Wear today a cheerful face
In everything you do.
The sunshine that you radiate
Will shine right back at you.
Speak today a word of hope
To someone in distress;
When you lift another’s load
You make your burdens less.
Do today a gracious deed
And do it with a smile;
It’s little daily acts like these
That make your life worthwhile.
by Author Unknown
