My Time Poem by AHO Speaks

I have been given such a short time on earth
I wonder how much is used that is of any worth?
Twenty four hours for each primary age
Eight to ten hours of sleeping to fill an empty page.

The segment of education and work to be productive and earn
Eight more hours to spend and learn
The final hours are left for each to pick and choose
Each day a winner and never to lose.

Can I trade my energy of worry and fret
Into something positive to make me forget?
Why do I take the negative to cloud my mind
To think the worse rather than be kind.

I build up to a pending crisis for which I can not cope
If you believe in a Creator, then therein lies your everlasting hope
You are never alone for it will be with you for ever more
A gift for all eternity waiting for you to open the door.