Time walks softly, step by step,  Tracing footprints where memories slept.  It hums at dawn, it sighs at night,  A fleeting shadow, swift in flight.  The clock hands march with steady grace,  Chasing dreams we dare to chase.  The sunrise whispers, *seize the day,*  Before the twilight drifts away.  Regret will knock on doors unworn,  If chances fade, if love is torn.  For time will never stop nor wait,  It turns the key, it seals our fate.  Yet kindness lingers, echoes strong,  Like distant notes in time’s own song.  Each word we speak, each hand we lend,  Becomes a tale that will not end.  So walk with purpose, stand up tall,  Let love be heard, let hope enthrall.  For time will write what we have done,  And paint our name beneath the sun.