TIME is our
TIME paves the road to success and
builds the way to distress.
TIME is our precious treasure
has no weight or measure.
The day is sometimes extremely long when "Master Time"
treats us wrong.
But when we are happy and gay, time, like lightening,
TIME a our powerful master,
makes us run faster and faster...
The wheel of time takes no vacation,
it would mean the end of civilization...
OUR MASTER TIME will never die, as the human race is
just passing by.
by GOLDIE KASPIN
The poem was submitted by Gloria Kovacs, administrative secretary of the Continental Care Center, Inc., Chicago Illinois. She wrote that Goldie Kaspin has been diagnosed with arterial schlerotic heart disease and spends her precious hours writing.