The Winds of Time

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sun rises followed by a sunset one then another and another time slips through our fingers sand through the hourglass vanishing irretrievably precious, precious time Submitted on July 3, 2022 for contest A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE sponsored by BRIAN STRAND AP: 2nd place 2022 Posted on June 28, 2022

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Sand Blown

Date: 6/28/2022 6:44:00 PM

....yes 'our' fingers.....we are but 'sand- hour' time pieces.....mmmhahaha...cofcof .....stan sand

Line Gauthier
Date: 6/28/2022 8:09:00 PM

yes, sand ~ thanks for your visit

David Mchattie

Date: 6/28/2022 3:22:00 PM

Time is indeed a commodity in short supply. It's something we all eventually learn... sometimes too late... that it is incredibly precious. Well penned on a thoughtful subject. have a great day my friend.

Line Gauthier
Date: 6/28/2022 8:09:00 PM

absolutely ~