The Sands of Time

Accidental Poet



The Sands of Time

 

Day after day

Week after week

As the year grows old

Of the passing time I speak

 

Like grains of sand

Through the hour glass

So too go the days

From dawn to dusk so fast

 

They call it

A free trip around the sun

Though I question the free part

For now I’ve turned sixty-one

 

I feel myself slowing down

Oh the aches and pains

Meet my new best friend

Mr. Arthur Itus when it rains

 

And these words don’t come

As quickly as they used to

Maybe my muse

Feeling effects of age too

 

In the Hourglass of Life

We’re just grains of sand so fine

Sifting through our lives

The sands of time

 

Copyright © Accidental Poet 2018

 

  • Author: Sharon\'s Poet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 24th, 2018 08:50
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    Good write AP.

  • Michael Edwards

    I'm with this all the way - still very active but can't keep going as long as I used to and that post-prandial nap is now more evident than ever.

    • Accidental Poet

      Yes Michael, our endurance levels may change. But we can still ring the bell.

    • FredPeyer

      I hear you, AP! The mind says 'yes', the body says 'no'! But you know what? You are as old as you feel inside. Your writing proves that your brain is still in top gear! Just because a car has a few rust spots and dents doesn't mean you can't race it anymore!
      Here is a quote I just love, attributed to Bill McKenna, a professional motorcycle racer:
      "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming -- WOW-- What a Ride!"

      • Accidental Poet

        Love that quote Fred. And in my younger days that was me all the way. But these days I'll quote Tobey Keith with
        "I ain't as good as I once was
        But I'm as good once as I ever was". ; )

      • WL Schuett

        I relate , nice poem with a little humor and a lot of truth

      • Goldfinch60

        As long as those sands of time keep running all is well. Good write.

      • skyebellasario

        Beautiful write AP!



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