Time is running out old friends......  I have a great poem about time for you. 

It was found inside a grandfather clock in Chester Cathedral, Chester, England.

When, as a child I laughed and wept,
Time crept.
When as a youth, I dreamed and talked,
Time walked.
When I became a full grown man,
Time ran.
And later, as I older grew,
Time flew.
Soon I shall find, while traveling on,
Time gone.
Will Christ have saved my soul?

Amen.

Beautiful poem, Barry.  Found inside a grandfather clock in Chester Cathedral?  What a treasure....