I once had this old time clock
The clock and I, we always fought
Did it keep time, well I think not
As I watched it waste away

The second hand would spin and spin
As the clocks face would sit and grin
Knowing full well the state I was in
With every growing day

The minute hand from left to right
Quickly swept past my life
Who granted this, who gave it right
Who signed off the okay

Hour by hour time kept taunting me
With no time left for sympathy
Where you reach the cost, times no longer free
And you find it hard to save

Time at hand will not stand still
Never has and never will
Time works best with time to ****
As I watched it waste away

The path of love that I am on
Is neither envious nor boasts
Not resentful or irritable
With patience and kindness as stepping stones

Does not rejoice in all that's wrong
But only in the truth
Does not insist in its own way
Neither arrogant nor rude

Bares all things, this path of love
Hopes, believes, endures
A never ending journey
This journey into love

Here's a shout out
To all the Ladies out there
Who want a boyfriend so bad
But haven't found him just yet

Don't worry girls
It's not a hopeless cause
The man of your dreams
Hasn't found you yet is all

You see he's out there
And he's searching  too
Looking for the perfect women
And that perfect women is you

When it does happen
You will know this is it
Because both you and he
Will be the perfect fit

So go out and enjoy
Galentines with your girl friends
Because this time next year
You may all have boyfriends

The whole world just falls in love
And that to for a day
Should there be a day for love
Or is it to love one day
I do remember the day of love
A special lady had her birthday today
For hers was a true love
A mother's love each and every day
Happy Birthday mom

I have held onto more than one secret
Many times I have held onto pride
From the creases of old, ancient stories I hold
Dating back to the beginning of time

I have held out hope in the moment
Right as despair enters the room
I have held my breath in things left unsaid
In hopes that they never ring true

I have held hard to the passing memories
Of those that have gone before me
Love at all cost is love never lost
Even when it's been set free

Yet the best in life I have found to be held
When you finally pull back the cover
From mornings first light to the last sliver of night
Is in the grandeur of holding each other