I turn the glass over and watch the sands fall <br />Creating a mound of memories to recall <br /> <br />I reflect to cherish, the days of my youth <br />Watching them slip by, not much I can do <br /> <br />But awake to a new day, that too will pass <br />I will pick up that glass and with no abash <br /> <br />I empty the grains of days gone by <br />Empty the time, and fool myself “why”? <br /> <br />Who wants to see that you’re getting older <br />Just let it come by and you’ll feel bolder <br /> <br />I’m not leaving without a fight <br />I’m stubborn and full of strife <br /> <br />I like how I feel and don’t want a reminder <br />Just how fast time slips by <br /> <br />So I will run in the that sand <br />And then kick my heals up high <br /> <br />Take “that” sand, take “that” time<br /><br />Pookey's Poems<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sands-of-time-and-birthday-s-whine/
