Sand through and hour glass
And breath on a window
The grass growing back
Soon after you mow

Memory through age
Legend through time
Story to myth
And myth to nursery rhyme

The moon in the sky
The cycle of stars
The tide of the sea
The red glow of mars

A breath in
A breath out
A small whisper
A sharp shout

The sigh of a breeze
Swaying of trees
A red cherry blush
And weakening of knees

The orange glow of the clouds
As the sun rises at dawn
A rubbing of eyes
A lazy, tired yawn

Moments are fleeting
And hard to keep pinned
To precious to loose
But they are like dust in the wind