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The Hourglass

The Hourglass
Julie Ann Saavedra
1-04-2010
We think we have forever,
As the seasons ebb and flow,
The sand in the hourglass empties,
We watch our children grow.
We believe we have another day,
We have time to spare
The sand is slowly shifting,
We feel it in the air,
The hands are slowly moving,
The silent burning drum,
That echoes in our consciousness,
That hints of days to come,
We have time to say a prayer,
A candle’s muted light,
Time for friends and family,
To hold each other tight
To  feel the heat and  let it burn,
To  fight against the night,
To keep the candle burning,
Move closer towards the light,
When the night falls cold,
As is our fate,
Once the light is dimmed and snuffed,
We will never have another chance
It is forever late.

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Andrea Dietrich January 9, 2010 at 7:08 PM This reminds me of the country songs on growing old, and how we need to enjoy the "now" A good write! andrea

Carol Sunshine Brown January 9, 2010 at 2:20 PM I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Julie. I also wish you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol