Slipping away slowly,
faster for some,
there's so many things people wanted to have seen- or done,
so many places i want to go,
we shouldn't put it off until tommorow,
time waits for no-one,
so get out there and have fun,
time doesn't stop until there is none left,
something that some seem to forget,
I want to make the most of my life,
because you see, sooner or later we will run out of time.

emily summers

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-176/