Pushed Out
Like a clenched handful of sand,
The small granules of my days slip
through my tight fist,
Refusing to be held captive,
Escaping so quickly
into the past,
Pushed out by the pressure
of tomorrow,
Unable to be saved
for a better
time.
Copyright © Sarah Ann Jullion | Year Posted 2023
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