life slips away like sand through my fingers in moments -treasured, feared -of despair I wonder what to let go what to pick up -put away for eternity -restore or repair Sky is eternity the framework against which -I build castles in the air
Sands
life slips away like sand through my fingers in moments -treasured, feared -of despair I wonder what to let go what to pick up -put away for eternity -restore or repair Sky is eternity the framework against which -I build castles in the air
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My favorite line here is ‘Sky is eternity’- beautiful!
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Thank you, Linda!
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As we grow older, your poem becomes more and more relevant! As the song says, in time, “All we are is dust in the Wind!”
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Touching line – dust in the winds… Thank you!
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Thank you…
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This is such a thoughtful poem. Very nice.
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Thank you so much, Teresa!
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I like the description of life slipping through one’s fingers while building sand castles.
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Thank you, Frank!
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Fabulous.
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Thank you!
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You’re most welcome.
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I love the extended metaphor of sand. Very clever ✨
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Thank you so much!
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