grains of sand <br />falling through <br />our grasping fingers... <br /> <br />a dandelion held <br />up in the wind, <br />blown away in a moment. <br /> <br />a collection of photographs, <br />black and white, some <br />in color... put away in a box. <br /> <br />the strike of a match, <br />a quick blaze in the darkness, <br />lost in the black womb... <br /> <br />of eternity!<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-for-jim-troy/
