The Hour Glass (standard:romance, 187 words)
Author: Steve Craine	Added: Sep 15 2013	Views/Reads: 4935/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Like the granules of sand So are we, traveling and touching each other

The picture of an Hour glass so fluently in your mind with its granules
of sand slowly and constantly flowing from bulb to bulb. Each one of 
these granules is a moment in time and reflexes our existence. 
Endlessly the sand flow's unstoppable in its movement yet touching each 
of us in some form that is always  unforgettable. 

There is universal moments that have all of us melted together with what
we were doing at that same moment. Knowing where we were and who we 
were with when that special granule pasted though the narrow part of 
the glass. 

Sometimes life is kind enough to allow us to talk to friends from our
past and compare those granules of sand from our past. The warmth of 
our heart flows with a grand excitement of learning of past experiences 
of these friends. How long the Hour Glass will continue for each of us 
is unknown, So to each of you that has touched my life I thank you for 
the addition to the meaning of my life and you have enriched my soul 
allowing me to know you.


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