The march of time has set our pace.
We scurry along in life's mad race.

Not time to enjoy life's pleasures.
Rushing past all of God's treasures.

The warm puppy pushed aside.
Children ignored in life's wild ride.

It's all the job, it's all our career.
Success so distant, it's mirage appears near.

When finally we stop and take a break.
Our life is gone for our career's sake.

A corner office or a gold watch does not replace,
Your child gazing at you with love in their face.

That boss you have struggled to please
Will not nurse you through age and disease.

This coming year stop, think and decide
What really matters, family or the wild ride?