Every minute, fleeting and fast,
A precious moment will not last.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, time goes by,
A constant reminder, cannot deny.
In each minute, a world unfolds,
A tapestry of stories yet untold.
A lifetime's worth, in tiny grasp,
But the sand in the hourglass will clasp.
Every minute, an opportunity,
To shape our lives with unity.
To make a choice, to take a stand,
And create a future, hand in hand.
In every minute, dreams are born,
In whispers of the heart forlorn.
A canvas blank, awaiting art,
A chance to ignite a passionate spark.
With every minute, a chance to grow,
To learn, to strive, to let go.
To overcome fears, to reach for the sky,
Embracing the unknown, with wings spread high.
But every minute, oh, how it tends,
To slip away, through our loose hands.
So seize the moment, with open arms,
For time's embrace, no one disarms.
Every minute, a gift so rare,
A treasure beyond compare.
So cherish each second, every single one,
For in the end, it's every minute that's won.