Slipping

Watch, as sand sinks through the hourglass

Time passes and intent still holds true 

Ambitions shouldn't only have a place in the past

Flip over the hourglass, the sand has slipped far too fast

A minute's gone by, and there's still plenty to do

Watch, as sand sinks through the hourglass

Days, weeks, a year, I'm allowing life to bypass

Be mindful, the sand shift quickly, I'm warning you

Grain and grain, sand is still sand, remember to hold steadfast

The flame is flickering, I feel I'm being attacked by teargas

Another winter is coming, I know what is about to ensue

Watch, as sand sinks through the hourglass

Icy winds and cold shoulders, I'd describe my mood as overcast

Drab skies overhead, but I'm seeing them in a new hue

Pay attention, focus is now on the forecast

Excellence is a habit I'm told, so,

Be sure not to get caught waiting,

Watching, with sand still sinking through the hourglass

Ambitions won't only have a place in the past

Author's Note

My first attempt at a villanelle