Our Grains of Sand
Our sands of time are given to
us on the day of birth,
Just what we do with them each day
is measure of our worth.
Some build their castles high and grand
adorned with finest jewels,
While others let sand drift away
And live their life as fools.
But just one grain if kept real safe
and treasured through one's life,
Can make a difference every day
and keep us out of strife.
Some sands are course and rough to hold
and some are fine and pure,
It's how we treat our grains of sand
is what we get for sure.
When I look back upon my sand
I've kept it pretty well,
Shared it around and reaped rewards
My grains would never sell.
My sand is mixed with other too
my friends and family,
Who share the beach I lay upon
their sands so close to me.
And on the day my sand runs out
And I am buried deep,
I'll give them all just one last speck
of my last sand to keep.
So hold your sands and treasure them
take care with every grain,
And you will reap the benefits
well kept you've much to gain.
Christine 25/4/2016
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Author Notes
A little philosophical, but this what I think about when I see the saying 'Sands of Time'
Thank you to pattipac for the inspiring image,'Sands of Time' and please read all the other posts with the same picture
Thank you for reading my poem for this challenge
Cheers Christine
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