Just as the sands of time,
slip through an hourglass,
the numbered days of life,
stare cold on the face,
with the ultimate truth of life.
slip through an hourglass,
the numbered days of life,
stare cold on the face,
with the ultimate truth of life.
The moments of life stand still,
in treasured memories of time,
cherishing those that bring solace,
to soothe the soul,
of its anguished pain.
in treasured memories of time,
cherishing those that bring solace,
to soothe the soul,
of its anguished pain.
I dare to challenge it,
in all its strength to overpower,
finding joy in the little blessings,
of those moments that held my heart,
in the warmth of a love so dear.
in all its strength to overpower,
finding joy in the little blessings,
of those moments that held my heart,
in the warmth of a love so dear.
Gkp.
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