Turning back the hands
of the clock called time
to days that lie behind
where on the memories shine


Only yesterday
sitting on the sand
together on the beach
hand holding hand


Love was like the wave
that swept across the sand
stayed for moments brief
just like the holding hand


Only yesterday
this book of life began
where all we ever did
lay captured on the page


Only yesterday
we filled the book with sand
grains of our experience
penned by our hand


With compass memories chart
the sea, our life in time
survey the golden sunset
the dawn, the waves, the wine.


Comments

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agoodguy2have suffolk, Virginia USA
Sat Jul 24, 2010 2:51 PM WET
twas a grand read of a grand time. always seems too brief. ;-)

gnj4u boston, Massachusetts USA
Sat Jul 24, 2010 4:30 PM WET
Hi. Serpico12,
Grains of...experience Penned by our hand ... Lay captured on the page.... Each moment is ours and together may they shape the wave.

trurorob Alicante, Valenciana Spain
Sat Jul 24, 2010 4:37 PM WET
the grains lsip away so quickly, good write
rob

caroljoyce Manchester, Greater Manchester, England UK
Sun Jul 25, 2010 3:29 PM WET
Nice piece.

Redex Wansbeck, Northumberland, England UK
Sun Jul 25, 2010 4:22 PM WET
I liked this verse,