Time is not measured by the years that you live
But by the deeds that you do and the joy that you give.
And each day as it comes brings a chance to each one
To love to the fullest, leaving nothing undone
That would brighten the life or lighten the load
Of some weary traveler lost on life's road.
So what does it matter how long we may live
If as long as we live we unselfishly give.