Poem

Count your blessings when you’re well,

Immerse in their totality;

Pause and smell the roses now

That you have your sanity.

Let not time forfeit your chance

When you feel at once so free,

Take in beauty all around you,

Before age and time must flee.

Hills we climb, paths we choose

Conform to our mundanity,

However, time cares not about

Our purpose and our vanity. 

Count your blessings where you are;

Enjoy freedom while you can,

Goals may be but near or far,

Time may not traverse the span.