Who Fills the Hour Glass?

Who fills the hour glass
Are there sand bags everywhere
Does a machine do it
Why do I even care

One granule, two granules
Three granules, four
How do you know to subtract
Or add more

What a sad occupation
You watching time pass
Clocking the second
Of sand in the glass
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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