Clock winding away
Seconds, minutes, hours
Turning into days
Tick, tock, tick…

We wonder where
The time has gone
As our lives empty
The top of the hourglass

I find myself wishing
Always for more time…
But maybe I just need
Mine better spent…
So I write…a compromise?

© 2016 Robert Mihaly

WRITERS WRITE prompt for 7/3/16




  1. bbeyes4 · July 7, 2016

    Very nicely written😊

    Liked by 1 person

    • artifiswords · July 8, 2016

      Thank you, Suzanne. 😉

      Liked by 1 person

      • bbeyes4 · July 8, 2016

        You’re welcome💗 I love reading your words😊 I you get a sec check out my response to Annies latest prompt.

        Liked by 1 person

      • artifiswords · July 8, 2016

        Just did. Nicely done. I’m hoping to post mine by tomorrow.


  2. kaffe325 · July 8, 2016

    Love this. As a parent, this piece speaks to my soul. Just a few more moments of snuggling, or a bit more time being little. Very well done.

    Liked by 1 person

    • artifiswords · July 8, 2016

      True. And as you grow older, you eventually notice that the sand in the top of the hourglass is finite. Ideally, it should make you want to improve yourself and the world for those who will follow. Wish more saw it that way.

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