Fleeting age

Methuselah was once a boy.
Each second draws us closer to our death.
Time keep moving even when we are gone.
I always felt life was patient with man but as i moved on i saw time was in no mans favour.
As the clock keep ticking,
Endeavour to move foward while your heart still beating.
As a boy sometimes in 2005 i asked my mum a question 'when will i be big?' she told me just keep moving on 'for growth comes in a flash.'yeah she was right in a flash hours turned into days,days rolled into weeks,months and now it's about 13years.
The mistake we make as humans is that we keep counting days,instead of making the days count.
One day we all be gone but what matters most is not the years in your life but the life in your years.The boy in no time will become a man,the earlier we wake up to this reality the farther we will extend our mental horizon and enlarge our planning quotient.
If you dont move with time you will be trampled by time.Never let the boat of live leave you.Do the difficult things while they are easy,do the great things while they are small because 'a time cometh when no man can walk.'
We keep saying 5years is far but in a flash 20years is gone.If we dont decide how we want our lives to be we may have to settle for what live gives us.
As you squander time joking,jesting and partying always remember the clock is ticking,you have to do all you can while your heart is still beating,your body active and your mind still functioning.When someday you sleep in your grave,Hope you smile at the earth cause your dreams scraped the sky.