The Clock Of Life
The clock of life is the time we spend
In a world of our own making
If we had wound the clock ourselves
We would be in charge of the taking
But, the clock was wound by God
And He is in charge of it all
So do not worry about the time left here
For only he can make that call
Jim 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem