I've only just a minute,
Just sixty seconds in it,
It was forced upon me,
I can't refuse it,
I didn't seek it and I didn't choose it,
But it's up to me to use it,
I must suffer if I loose it,
Give account if I abuse it,
It's only a tiny little minute,
But eternity is in it,
I don't know who wrote this poem but I like it and thought I would share it. I heard it from Bob Proctor.
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