Time
T
ime, we never have enough. We're always complaining that we're to busy. Running from place to place to get this or that. Picking something up here, dropping something off there. We say
we want the days to be longer to get done what we want, with time left over. But where would we be? Would we find some use for that left over time, other then time for ourselves. Time
is a precious thing and we're always to busy. Then we stop to wonder from time to time where its gone. Where has all the precious time gone to? Maybe we each should take a few minutes
of our time to stop and enjoy.
