Sixty-two times around the sun
A thirty billion mile run
I’d clung to Earth both day and night
As twenty thousand times it spun
My life is four or five dogs old
The beating of my heart, untold
I’ve tholed a dozen presidents
And watched a score of wars unfold
And though time flows and hours gain
And moments seem to wax and wane
Within the cosmic hourglass
Time passes only grain by grain
(Originally posted 12-2016)
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