Twenty four hours
Made up of minutes
Divided by seconds
Make up each day
And then makes a week
But what do they say
What is their message
As we pass through each day
With the passing of time.
The things that we do
The things that we say
They all tell a story
That's part of our day
So make it your desire
And make it your hope
That you do all you can
And give of your best
For each day is blest.
