Hourglass

Sender: Reginald

Hourglass

Watching the sand in the hourglass, 

As it silently trickles away; 

Seeing time slip though my fingers, 

As quickly go the days. 

Looking at each grain of sand, 

As a tiny piece of time. 

Too small to be measured, 

Except by this heart of mine.

For every grain has a meaning, 

Of time so fleeting and fast; 

Each time that I see you, 

More precious than the last. 

Although those times are far between, 

And for me all too few; 

I treasure each tiny grain of sand, 

As a moment spent with you. 

For each moment brings me pleasure, 

Savoring each morsel of time; 

I drink from a cup of happiness, 

As if tasting of sweet wine. 

I draw from a well of contentment, 

As long as I know you are near; 

For one day I will look up, 

And you will be standing here. 

Bringing the joy you always bring, 

Spilling sunlight into this place; 

Warming my heart with your presence, 

And the smile upon your face. 

Watching the sand in the hourglass, 

Until you are back with me; 

As long as the tiny grains trickle down, 

I will wait for you patiently. 

Allison Chambers Coxsey

©1995