You can never see It, There are many sizes, we hold It,

We don’t feel It’s weight as It Is heavy with the sand of life.

It pours at a speed meant for only us, fast or slow, It drains,

There Is no tipping It upside down and starting over, a little older.

We carry an hourglass, the sand sits high or It may be down low,

What we carry Is a chance to grow old, the hourglass may be shattered without knowing.

Keith Garrett


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