THE SANDS OF TIME

When we are young ,

The timer is full of sand ,

Live the fast line ,

Get stuck in to life ,

Find our selff's ,

In the dumps ,

Dumped by lovers ,

Life sucks , us joy ,

Our life seems worthless ,

As we get older ,

Not so much sand in the glass ,

We find our selfs count each grain ,

Some how life is not so bad ,

Just not engh left to enjoy ,

What we have left , we try to ,

Reverse the timer.


The Dyslexic Poet

Ken D Williams



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Written on 2009-12-25 at 01:15

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Well it's Christmas Day here and the sands of time maybe ahead and the grains of thoughts are numberous toward you in a positive way as God's thoughts toward us are more in number than the sand. Happy Christmas Day from Aussie Land.
2009-12-25


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
come on Ken...the glass is half full or half empty...
Just depends on your outlook
Cheer up old friend

xxx Stan
2009-12-25