"Time"

Life is just like a beautiful, shining, hand carved hour glass.

Each and every little peice of falling sand counts.

And every time one of them plummets down.

You hope at that very moment.

That you were doing.

The right thing.

Because if you were not.

It is just that precious time wasted.

As those frantic last moments are counting down.

You fall to your knees and pray to Him for that second chance. 

So live life to it's fullest and make each and every peice of sand count.

Reviews

[Nayan]

How beautiful Kemeron! It seems the poem has been painted on that invisible hourglass!

Thanks for such a lovely piece!

[chad]

awesome poem! i can easily see this as some halmark stand or something, on some cool hour glass shape. niice.

[DanaRegen]

I agree withEmmie on the format, great poem by the way. Thanks for sharing and keep up the good work!
-Dana

[Emmie]

Nice format! I coudln't have written it better myself. :)