Memories becoming
grains of sand;
escaping the broken
hourglass.

Moments of life
covered in the shadows.
Vanishing points
within the expanse.

Images of the past
we hold dearly;
Weeping as time
slowly, slips away.

Published by David W. Jones

Writer. Artist. Sleepless Blogger. Wrestling junkie. Comic-Book Nerd. Every moment is a story View all posts by David W. Jones