Sand Of Time Poem by david roberts

Can every second of our life’s be compare to a graim of sand, that slip thought our hand’s and not knowing what will become of us next, or knowing what will be taken, because every second in life is praise, good or bad, it’s life. So lets live our life’s, it’s a waste.

Life is to short, so let go of all your fears, worrie, problems, and doubts.

Because when the sand runs out there’s no turning back. We all have to face the grim truth. That all of our’s problems are tiny bits of sand and the world is bigger then all of us. But it’s not long, so lets not drag our feet in the sand, take life head on and try to come out swinging or go down fighting. Because in that, we can clear a path for someone to walk salfy on.

We all need some help sometime. Sometime we don’t even know if we need help or not, because we’re all blind to the true, sometimes, a small thing can show us the way to true happiness.

Sometime we have to spread our’s makeshift wings and take off fling toward the sun, to see for ourself how close we can come, before our makeshift wings melt away and we come crashing down, but it’s worth it, to know how close we can come to our dream’s and in doing that, we will work to make our dream’s come true.