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Sands of Time
I wiggle my toes in the sands of time, sifting through the grains and the years gone by. Lamenting those years I was in my prime. How fast, they seem now, to have flown by. Sifting through the grains and the years gone by, I recall the adventures in my life. How fast they seem now, to have flown by, through childhood, teen years, to become a wife. I recall the adventures in my life. Of scars and bruised ego's, that brought me here, through childhood, teen years, to become a wife. It seems I really had nothing to fear. Of scars and bruised ego's that brought me here, I realize now how they did mold me. It seems I really had nothing to fear, except for a future, I can not see. I realize now, how they did mold me. I relive my life, as the scenes unfold, except for a future I can not see, yet looking forward, to what my future holds. Reliving my life, as the scenes unfold, lamenting those years I was in my prime. Yet, looking forward to what my future holds, I wiggle my toes in the sands of time. Entry for "The Pantoum" contest Hosted by: Jared Pickett Placement: Honorable Mention
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