Beatrice Boyle Poet Personification

The Hourglass

Time drones slowly on 
Each day...an eternity 
Snowflakes change to frozen rain 
Leaving icicles on the tree 

I barely notice spring's approach 
Budding branches on the tree 
Or summer's sun-kissed bounty 
From the garden planted for me 

Fall arrives in all its glory 
Nature's artists on a spree 
Painting glorious colors 
For all the world to see 

I do not see this beauty 
The golden leaves upon the tree 
To me it has no relevance 
For you're not here with me 

The sand is flowing slowly 
Through the hourglass of time 
Now the days fly by too quickly 
Soon  the tolling bell will chime 

But I cherish these fading days 
And our promised rendezvous 
When the last grain has flowed 
Then I will be with you

For John Freeman's contest (your best shot) _


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John Loving Iii November 22, 2011 at 5:30 AM i think your older than i am but i have these same feelings for someone too. i use to write about those feelings and probably will again. but reading your words will suffice for now. john

Poet Destroyer A November 12, 2011 at 10:34 PM b.b.,, that is my life..drowning slow.... good luck in the contest.. Enjoyed your poem~ Thank you for sharing. Have yourself a wonderful night.. Take care ;-) ..LINDA

Nancy Jones November 12, 2011 at 2:12 PM Seven years later? sometimes time takes a long time to heal. Take a look 'round if ya care to, is still some life going out here. namaste ~N

Michael J. Falotico November 12, 2011 at 2:10 PM Beautiful poetry ... simply a wonderful write.... Michael