Life's twisties

A road full of twisties,

My life has always been.

Some turns I rushed through, 

Some I stopped to gaze.

As the ascent started,

Some descents I myself did create.

This road full of twisties,

My life it is made.

The sorrows, looming large

A fleeting momentary joy,

The scenes always changing,

Their stranglehold on me,

The road full of twisties,

My life does take.

When the journey ends,

Man nor beast can say.

This road full of twisties,

I do try to circumnavigate.

The lessons waiting to be learnt,

Some I'd love to forget.

But this road full of twisties.

Dear Lord it has somewhere got to end. 

Slipping by...

I stood on the shore,

The waves washed my feet.

The sand from under,

It did deplete.

A song they sung,

Out to my soul,

That said those grains they are a slipping,

Gently away.

Make the most of it,

They do go asunder,

Those grains of sand, they are slipping away,

Ne’er to return, ever will they.

Mesmerizing, tantalizing,

This tune, they sung,

A joy, a sorrow, a thought

In threes and fours a tune so rich.

On those shores I stood,

Those grains slipping away,

Hold still that thought.

Lest that moment, it passes away.