It's About Time

"Every minute counts," they say, to fourteen forty for one day.
Sixty times the twenty-four frameworks the schedule and keeps score.
First is planting many seeds, and then they manifest in deeds.
Tell-tales when they fructify, soon known by all to magnify.
The future is uncertain; the past is behind a curtain.
There's "no time like the present;" the only existing event.
It's "better late than never," unless connections you sever.
When you miss the last flight out, tardiness leaves you with no clout.
"Watched pots" do come to a boil; old-wives-tales all must spoil.
Which reality or truth:a perspective yields to the sleuth.
Nature gives generously to the young looks and energy.
Character gives special strength and beauty to the aging length.
Patience is a practiced prayer, duration's virtue to forbear.
A moment more of courage is what the stout-heart brave engage.
Life is still in front of you no matter how the years accrue.
Not how many moons there are, it's placing wishes on a star.
The allotment for life's scene: never, ever and in-between.
In the legacy we leave, our spirit trails others retrieve.
There's forever and a day if no one takes the clock away.
Time is life and life is time; sunrise to sunset, all is prime.