Sands

I thought this up while walking through winter snow. One second my footprints are there, then the wind blows and they're gone. It made me think of desert and sands and people and time.

Sands that time forgot,

Sands that time begot.

Sands that time drew apart,

Sands that were both ignorant and smart.

Footprints appear,

In the sands every year.

The hourglass is flipped and time is here,

As the sands fall to them time draws oh so near.

The hourglass runs out, the sands are spent,

In time the sands made not even a dent.

The hourglass flips, and a new life begins,

As the hourglass stops, and another one ends.

Time draws close to Men,

Sands of time capable of both good and sin.

Author's Note

Just tell me what you think.

Reviews

[SheDragon16]

WOW I Love this it is so true and beautiful. So creative and I love how you came up with it. Please keep writing! Hoping and looking forward to more.

[The StoryTeller]

I will keep writing, and I'm glad you liked it. This one was a quick one though, without much revision or thought. Just made it while I was walking my dogs in the snow. That was my inspiration.

[Cool Girl]

This flows very nicely. You have much variety as a writer. I like that about you. Nice job and thanks for sharing:)

[The StoryTeller]

Variety? Phssssh. Lol, I'm glad you liked it though.

[Cool Girl]

XD you're welcome!!

[The StoryTeller]

Do you think it has lots of variety really? o_ o

[Cool Girl]

Yes I do.. :)

[The StoryTeller]

O.o, I'm glad you think that. :D