Grains of Sand







Grains of Sand

 

There is no sand left in the hourglass

It has fallen and shattered

into a million pieces

just like so many lives

All the seconds of the day

are now scattered among

the grains on the floor

Impossible to pick up

They represent the fragments of the past

Swept into piles of lost hope

and blown away by a deep sigh of regret

Dispersed forever among the ages

 
Ann Christine Tabaka

 
Ann Christine Tabaka was born and lives in Delaware.  She is a published poet, an artist, a chemist, and a personal trainer.  She loves gardening, cooking, and the ocean.  Chris lives with her husband and two cats.  Her poems have been published in numerous national and international poetry journals, reviews, and anthologies.

https://www.amazon.com/Ann-Christine-Tabaka/e/B06XF2PWSK/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0
 

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