Sands of time part two

Life n death
ins and outs of breath
I thank the lord
for the beauty I behold
like the stars above
you seem to fly like a dove
into my entire being
you grew like a fire breathing
taking my hand
as we walk through the sand
of my broken hour glass
that once held my sand of time
now we climb
without date or time
for the sands of time have no hold
on what I now behold
the sands of twenty years wasted
have been forgotten
as we now step forward and begin
this life of our own
intertwined in our own sand
like two hearts in one hand
we make our own time
sitting listening to the church bells chime
I realize that wasn't my time
that wasted in the mud made of tears
for my time has only begun
you have mended what had been undone

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