Like sand; through a hand It scatters on the wind. Like leaves; Floating down the fall will end. The swirling, spinning, ride can fill you up inside. Can't make it last, love it now before it's past. Try to take control, and it cuts like a knife. Description of the ever fragile Life.
BeachnitMt gambier, South Australia AustraliaFeb 18, 2013
Hi country I like your poem. I myself am always going on about lifes short timeline. Actually have a tattoo to symbolise it a clock that reads 5 minutes to midnight and the latin Carpe Diem "sieze the day" on my heart. really liked the poem nice write.
Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoFeb 18, 2013
What a lovely poem Country.Well done!
beautifulyouNew York, USAFeb 18, 2013
'love it now'
Words of wisdom. Ty
rapturecapturekerry, Kerry IrelandFeb 18, 2013
Hi countrygirlpoet
Life is what you make of it. Fragile it is. Loved your poem it was a joy to read. Thank you for your lovely thoughts
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"Life" beautifully captured in your lovely poem..
Can't make it last,
love it now
before it's past.
Thanks for sharing..
I like your poem. I myself am always going on about lifes short timeline. Actually have a tattoo to symbolise it a clock that reads 5 minutes to midnight and the latin Carpe Diem "sieze the day" on my heart. really liked the poem nice write.
Words of wisdom. Ty
Life is what you make of it.
Fragile it is.
Loved your poem it was a joy to read.
Thank you for your lovely thoughts