Time In A Bottle Poem by Kathlyn Grace

Call it a freeze frame
like sand in a bottle
if you hold it still
and just the right way
I swear you could spend
forever here with me
but once in awhile
that bottle may fall
things may shatter
and the sand may disperse
in which case
you freeze frame once again
and pick up all the tiny yet significant rocks
so tiny you can barley see them as themselves
and you put them back together
the missing peices wont matter
not in the end
when the freeze frame
moves