Until the Sands Run Out

by reginadee2014

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Until the Sands Run Out

Regina Puckett


Dancing through the sands of time

Listening to my core clocks chime

The air whips through my hair as I twirl

Reminding me I’m no longer a little girl

But what else can I do but dance this dance

The sands care not for my fragile circumstance

They drib through the glass without slowing

And so I’ll continue to dance with ever knowing

That life is ever fleeting but worth every sway

So I’ll continue dancing until the grains run out of day