Poetry

Eggtimer

By 3rd August 2007December 9th, 2019No Comments

Watching sand trickle through the old eggtimer,
Childhood friends holding hands gaze into the sky together,
Sunny and blue, sunny and blue, we’re a part of nothing and part of it all!
Birdsong, butterflies, sunshine and rain are creating rainbows of reality,
A tiny ant is scurrying along the ground, swallows are swooping over the river,
A cacophony of sound is carried on the breeze, children’s voices echo and re-echo,
Laughter and excitement in the sheer joy of being alive, they are focussed on the moment,
Trying to uncover the mystery of life we stop for a glass of mirth with friends,
Times remembered and some forgotten, all are mixed up in a whirlpool of memories,
In and out, out and in, the ever-changing tide of time laps gently at the grim reaper’s feet!
Sure of nothing sure of it all, beautiful beautiful beautiful life!!

Margaret Pedley

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