For all of us facing time,
I've put together this little ryme,
So I hope you like this ryme of mine,
This poem is about passing time,

We stand with our backs to the wind,
Looking at out very end,
We take step Or do we walk away,
Do we have the courage To look and turn away,

Do we barge foward not caring of what lies ahead,
Or do we stand our ground with the unmistakeable look of dread,
Many of us watch the clocks,
Wondering when our hand it going to stop,

Some press on some run in fear,
But no matter what you do the eand is very near

For all of us passing time,
I really hoped you will injoy this ryme,
Now until we meet in the end,
I remain always humbly your friend