The sands of time
So precious, each grain
The past eroded
Like the earth from the rain
As through the hourglass
Each grain does pass
Lost are the moments
Somehow we thought would last
Don't dare blink
Or in your mind rest
Time escapes, inspite of
Plans made the best
Savor in each day
In all of lifes simple pleasures
Hold close to your heart
Your God given treasures
Plant a happy smile
Upon your face
And remember to enjoy life
It is not a race
The sands of time
Although they go fast
If we live in the now
We create memories that last...
That ticking away of time, I try not to think of it too much, especially when you get to my age. Nicely expressed. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
And remember to enjoy life, it is not a race. Leave each day as if its your last! , Thanks for sharing, a 10.
A really nice write Lillian, savor the simple pleasures. Pleasure to read! *10*! ! ! Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The simple truth is worth a ton of sand. Nice poem, keep writing