The Sands Of TimeA Poem by Jane Darby
The sands of time are like a clock,
From birth till death, they never stop, Like the blooming of a flower, As the time runs into hours. The sands of time are like a breeze, Like the swaying through the trees, Like the rising of the sun, When the day has just begun. The sands of time are like the sea, Like little waves rippling free, Like the moon so bright and bold, As the young turn into old. The sands of time are like a dove, They pass us by when your'e in love, Like the days that come and go, The sands of time will always flow.
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11 Reviews Added on July 31, 2010 Last Updated on July 31, 2010 AuthorJane DarbyBirmingham, West Midlands, United KingdomAboutI am a 40 year old mom of 5. I have been interested in writing since l can remember. I haven't done much writing for years but feel the itch coming on again...I am doing a degree through the Open Univ.. more..Writing
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