Trapped In the Sands of Time
Trapped in the sands of time
A glass bottle
Filled with tiny particles
Of sand
And sea shells
Is where I stand.
Everyone passes by me
Without a glance
Or even a care.
Their excuse...
They don't have time
To worry about anyone
Except their self.
Well,
I have all the time
In the world,
Would you care for some?
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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