The Hands of Time
As Palm Readers know hands reveal
Just look at the life line
There all is said; a controlled life
'Tis written down in time
As the dish towel washes stains
Dirt 'pon cabinet doors
Placed there by a much larger hand
Hands scrub grease 'pon the floor
Sand through the hour glass flows faster
Time runs out for those hands
Can fate be changed the last hour
Now hands not held by bands
Uplifting the current flowing
The course sand now stands still
From a heart of love all 'twas gifted
Not control but love's will
Finis'
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2014
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