Hourglass

Time flew, seconds passed, resembling grains of sand,

transporting us, ferrying us to a new year, a new land

The days had crawled, the minutes had slowed...

although other days the hours had flowed

I had thought my life was a mere cliche-

having the same routine day after day,

as if my agenda was already arranged,

I had longed for an indelible day,

I had aspired for a change

But now, as I look back,

I realize that my days

had been packed

By aims, goals-

an endless

chain,

hopes and

opportunities

cascaded as rain

As I look at the year alone

I marvel at how much I have

grown, for I can scarcely believe

I had actually determined to achieve

what I thought was within my reach...

Now, as I reminisce on the bygone weeks,

during which my personality seems rather antique,

Sensations of perplexity plague my racing mind,

as I leave a monumental pyramid of memories behind,

and escape the realm of recent history, a treasured sphere-
I anticipate the thrill of entering a new time- a whole new year