Time
by LateNiteFantasy©
Slowly slides the sand inside
the hour glass as time goes by.
A steady pace of ticking time
as the clock makes it's hourly chime.
My heart beats a constant drum,
it gets faster when I run.
But the second hand keeps it stride,
even when my blood pumps high.
Forever forward in life's parade,
Watching time that man has made.
To measure the night and the day,
in a cycle of oval play.
Dust to dust in ancient clay,
as time slowly ticks away.
