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Dec 2015
I looked into an hourglass
And watched the sands of time
Racing on their downward trip
And blowing cross my mind
With each falling grain
That mountain grows higher
Time remains the same...
...Don't believe it
I'M A LIAR!

Time is an old man
With a sturdy cane
His body bent with age...but
His eyes remain the same
Those eyes
Have seen everything
In so many different ways
To flash by all ..that he has seen
WOULD PUT YOU IN A DAZE

I'M A LIAR ...WHEN I SAY...
TIME...REMAINS THE SAME..
every second is
a different link upon the chain
I'M A LIAR...A VILLAGE CRYER
SCREAMING
In the night
Carrying a message and a light
The MESSAGE is to guide your steps
The LIGHT,Is to guide mine

If we walk together
There no telling
What
We may find

The hourglass is empty now
The sands have blown away
Time like everything else
Was not.....
......HERE ...TO ...  stay.
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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     ---, Sumina Thapaliya and mikecccc
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