This I wrote for my mom to state what is going on with all of us and a bad use of time.

I looked at the hour glass once

When I was young it seemed endless,

Every grain if sand- a beach onto my life.

 

It doesn’t bother me though-

All I have is time and everyone’s here.

 

I have my parents, my brother,

A sister and I’m young!

Nothing will ever happen to me…

It will never happen to me…

 

A few years pass, then a few more

I’m married with children and

My hour glass shows less than before,

But, it’s still endless…

So endless, I still have years galore.

 

I just got a call; I fell to my knees.

My parents died tragically, a year later-

My sister: cancer, my brother: estranged.

Yet, my hourglass a little worse for wear

Still goes on, I fear I do not have as much time.

But, it goes on while I’m here.

 

I get a call from the doctor,

So it seems I don’t have long…

How can my hour glass fail me!

I thought I had so long!

 

Even if you have a desert’s worth of time,

Life is for the living and only for the shortest time.

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