The inevitable decline of
Hopes and dreams comes
Despite stubborn clinging as
The sands slip slowly
one by two by three
The inevitable rise of peace and calm
Resulting from this
A fair trade one surmises
Granted from the vantage
Given as
Vigour declines wisdom arises
As the sands slip and drip
Slowly down
The inevitable decline of all things
Hourglass remorseless
As the sands slip and drip
Granted from the vantage of
Hind sight and one
Un young
By: Daniel Smallegange, copyright 2025, all rights reserved.
Billy and Cleo by the fire, my lovely cats.
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