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Lucky To Have Not Been
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When they say…
A man’s got sand.
Remember, it slowly trickles........
As dust,...... it settles......
Compact and fine.
It passes, it runs out, it takes time.
Whence, comes the ticking clock
When hands..... meet, close.... together?
Though its face......
tactile,...... and unremitting!
Shows no tell tale,...signs of age.
Look to the sky,.... to check,
seek out,.... the sun and stars.
It moves, it can pass us by…
Whether we sit, and watch… partake!
Or just enjoy the air, and the colours.
Blow out the candles
Born A Fool
Giajl © Jim Love
