A day in our lives,
Is just like an hourglass.
Each day has limited amount of time,
Each hourglass has a limited amount of sand.
The time decrease,
As each second passes.
The sand decreases,
As each grain falls.
The amount of time will reach its end,
The grains of sand will all fall.
Wait! Don't stop,
It is not the end.
New timing can begin,
Once you turn the hourglass again.
When a day ends.
Tomorrow is a new day.
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PoetryLet each word speak to you, Let each word explain to you. Some will understand, Some will not. I hope that you all will enjoy. I apologize if I had made any mistakes in my poems.
