Sands Of Time Poem by Heather Burns
Sands Of Time
Yesterday
I
returned to
the beach
Once again
to gather
memories
looking for
a dream
Happy
moments
were spent
there
moments to
be cherished
Gathering
shells for
our
collections
whispered
secrets
Laughing
leaving
footprints
in the sand
Today
as I wander
back
only one
set of
footprints
remain
The other
lost
forever
in the
sands
of time.
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Has a nice easy feel to it, although the thought is abit sad.
A very beautiful poem on time and beautiful memories of the poet also.
Footprints on the sands of time are memories of the departed. ''The little waves, with their soft, white hands, Efface the footprints in the sands, And the tide rises, the tide falls.''
The death/loss in life is inevitable as for any creature of God.We know that we are dust and unto dust shall we return; still loneliness is intoleerable as I feel from this spiritual poem.
deep so deep manifestation fear future involved but a lovely only poet / poetess can think Ma'am thank you
A wonderful poem....Footprints on sand get often washed away, but memories in our heart never get washed away. Very beautiful way you have presented, though ending is too sad to read.........Loved it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Footprints are only temporary on a beach. On land they may turn into a footpath. Nice poem. Thank you.