Cecilia Ahern. Gift (№ 16146)

At the tip of the chain hanging clock on the dial which is counted the time. We hear the soft ticking of the watch, blowing up the silence, we see the dial, but often do not feel the run time. Each passing second leaves his mark on each of us; she goes and goes quietly, modestly, melts in the air, as steam of hot Christmas pudding. The abundance of time makes us heat, time is running out and we become chilly. Time, it is more precious than gold, more diamonds, more expensive oil, more than all earthly treasures. Time we never have enough, we win it in war with ourselves, and therefore we should spend it wisely. It is not Packed in a beautiful box, do not tie with ribbon, will not put under the tree at Christmas. Give it to someone impossible, but to give, to share with someone you can.