The Hour Glass Of Life Poem by Philip Vincent Sanders

The hour glass of life ticks away like an incessant metronome
Speeding up when we experience enjoyment
Slowing down … painfully at times of hurt and anger
And … as the days of our life lengthen
We should learn to treasure those moments of happiness
Not looking forward or back
But drinking in those pleasures
Locking those fleeting moments into our soul
To be relived and enjoyed when life seems to flow against us
When nothing seems to be going right
… weighed down by the black storms of despair
The counterbalance … to provide sanity in times of need