Timeless Poem by Christine K. Trease

My life is slipping slowly, Like tiny grains of sand
Held too loose by fingers of a cruel, uncaring hand.

My youthfulness has left me, precious moments passed me by.
No one ever notices the bitter tears I cry.

Alone in life I find myself, afraid to feel or see,
Wanting to stay safe from harm, yet wanting fast to flee.

Wishing to be timeless like the never-ending sands,
Tossed upon the winds of life to someone's caring hands.

There I would be safe from harm, protected, loved, secure,
Preserved by someone's selfless love, a timeless love so pure.