We all have a hourglass full of fine sand that represents our lives.
But so do the things that cant be easily seen.Every blue we all have to meet in the middle somewhere.
Image via Wikipedia The Sands Of Time
The sands of time falls at there own pace,
they refuse to follow anyone’s instructions.
The hourglass dares to defy father time again,
but is the best of friends with Mother Nature.
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The sands of time are as old as God himself,
the many fine grains can tell a real fine story.
If you listen very carefully to the blowing wind,
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