Are you familiar,

With that feeling ?

Hissing like a whisper,

Like a voice, so reeling ?

Reminding you of a dread :

That nothing is forever,

For even love has its threat,

And a something to sever.

There, when you think,

You have everything,

But know that in a blink,

Someday it will be nothing.

There when you know,

That you've got to hold on,

Until the wind starts to blow,

And it will all be gone.