Time marches on with each tick of the clock

Whether or not that clock goes tick tock.

And time marching? Not such a great metaphor

But I am not sure I like anything more.

So like it or not we must have marching time

The upside is that time has a good rhyme

But this poem is silly and I must admit

I am thinking that I like it not a bit.

But just like time this poem marches on

But if you stop reading, then it will be gone

Or at least it will not continue for you

Though that will not make the saying less true.

And if you do think that the saying is wrong

Think of how much time is mentioned in song.

There is time in a bottle, time on my hands

In songs sung by soloists, songs sung by bands.

They all seem to think that our time is precious

Because we cannot save it, or keep it with us

So we should not waste any of our time

Even to read somebody’s silly old rhyme.

So remember that your time is precious indeed

Even though you might think that you have not what you need.

You must make the most of each tick of the clock

Because time marches on. Can you hear it? Tick tock.