Monday, April 6, 2009

passing through.........passing through

work in this life is like a sand,
I give it care and attention,
Then a strong gust of wind sifts it through my hand,
I lose yet again

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

Yes, that sand in your hand is valuable, yet, those people who are with you when you had that sand are never blown away by that strong gust of wind. Some of them might also lost their sand. But they still have you, and you still have them.

-crimson_flame03-