Killing Time Poem by John Taylor

What to do? Oh what to do?
With a minute of time
Yes, a minute of time
Not really long - just enough to kill
But then I think put end to end
Go on and on from now to then
When all is done and I look back
Where have all the minutes gone?
It started with one and have added to many
Yes too many now - the time I've killed
All of the things that I wanted to do
Well its too late now 'cause my time is up...
So cherish each one and use them too
Make each one special each moment a lifetime
And when its done you'll look back
Remember the fun remember the smiles
And be content cause you've traveled miles.