Grains of sand, falling from the hands like a broken hour glass,
Time wasted through the breach,
Like foot prints made on the beach that day,
Will sadly be washed away,
But the memories will always stay.
Heart Break, Divorce, Survival, Personal Growth, Hope and Faith
The magic comes with a pen in hand, When emotions transfer upon a page, When letters join in harmony, That is where the sentences are made, ...