Phyllis Wallin

(Newport, Tennessee)

The Hourglass Of My Time

Poem by Phyllis Wallin

The sands of time have consumed me.
Many years have bent me low.
My opponent has been Adversity,
but has been both friend and foe.
Fiery trials were times of testing,
like fire to temper fine steel,
for an instrument
strong and
or a band
on the wagon wheel.
To serve has been my heritage.
And a labor of love --my duty.
Old Age shall lay my burden down,
and reward me a crown of beauty.
and reward me a crown of beauty.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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