Sixty-one 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 three or four dogs old

The beating of my heart untold

I’d searched the stars a million times

To see the Universe 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.