Sifting the Sands of Time

The sands of time
Hide many things,
But I have found
Flakes of gold
Hidden in that sand,
And the more
Sand I sift,
The more I find.
In a sense
I am mining a past
I barely knew,
Or scarcely
Noticed in passing,
I have uncovered
Moments worth treasuring
And some
Better off forgotten.
There were times
When I played the part
Of a bumbling fool,
And times when I
Amazed myself
With brilliancies,
But it was
The gems of wisdom
I gained
Along the way
That makes
My story
Worth sharing.