Life In An Hour Glass

hour-glass

Life In An Hour Glass

 

Sometimes I feel as if
I live in an hour glass,
buried beneath a ton of
relentless sand.
We run, work, stay busy
Make grand plans for
the tomorrows that
arrive much too soon.
Whenever life overwhelms
I pause to think about you

174 thoughts on “Life In An Hour Glass

  1. Okay so
    .. remember when I gave The password to a photo of me? Did you also look at it? I only ask out of curiosity and a weird remembering of that day. Only a handful of people have seen my face around here. I was wondering if you had, too

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