Sunrises and Sunsets,

this grand elapsing of time,

the pull and push ,

and bending of spines,

In this i am reminded. 

That life is but an hour glass, 

grains of sand, like memories.

Each one precious and limited,

lined in similies.

I am thankful for the like and the as,

to dance in the rhythmic bass,

of this thing called life. 

livng is a gift,

and for this i am thankful.