Time’s precious moments
Ceaseless in its flow
Like any river
Searching green meadows
Time’s grace spreading out
Meaningful intent
With gentle purpose
Marking life’s ascent
Time’s daily framework
Structured by mankind
Silent trace of peace
Running to unwind
Time’s welcome spirit
Tomorrow designed
Minutes fill each plan
Guiding daily grind
Time’s destiny breathes
Lifetime filled with joy
Patient, calming voice
Sculpting man from boy
Big Sky Buckeye 
Inspiring words, Richard.
LikeLike
I particularly love the last verse, and especially the last line. Awesome poem. 🙂
LikeLike
Our time on earth is finite, but if we use it purposefully for God, it can have a lasting effect on others.
LikeLike
Beautiful poem Richard
LikeLiked by 1 person
Eileen, thank you for reading and sharing your kind words.
LikeLiked by 1 person