The Final Countdown

many, many miles away
miles to go before I sleep
I count down the idle moments
as they dwindle away to nothing
grains of sand sparkling like diamonds
if given the chance to shine
as I look at each one falling
hear them pitter and patter away
like raindrops in the shower of life
cold and wet, yet washing
and maybe even refreshing
sixty to one, the count goes on
each second longer than the last
until you finally give up the count