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Time flows swiftly like the hourglass sand. Give meaning to the relationships, never leave your loved one’s hand.
Every generation has it’s own precious sands of time. The older one guides the younger on how to make use of that valuable time.
Let the time we have, be impactful for our young loved ones so that the sands of their full hourglasses will trickle with confidence, happiness, and purpose.
Generations move like the sand in the hourglass without any pauses and it’s the small gap of understanding that makes each of them move smoothly.
The sands of time, they flow so fast. Trickling at first, pouring out at last.
Hand in hand, together I will help you tide the sands of time.
Like sands through an Hour Glass, so are the days of our lives.
Time is a valuable thing. Spend it with those who matter.
Lou Angelique Heruela
The sands of time are slipping through, but our father’s love will guide me and you.
Let me hold on to you for as long as time holds on to me…
Linda S. Mansolf
Racing against time. I try to share every grain of wisdom, I have left for you little one, For you to pass on to yours…
Hold on to the new to continue to live, hold on to the old to learn how to live…
Life is all about beginnings and endings; an orb of experience and newness that completes the circle!
Life is not an hourglass, you cannot turn it upside down to start all over again!
All phases of our age slip quickly as sand in the glass… So make the best use of those enjoyable times.
The time is ticking away, spend it wisely with your loved ones to create fond memories to cherish for lifetime.
Treasure the moments that don’t last forever, as special moments can be the memory of a lifetime.
When my time on earth runs out. . . yours begin. Generation after generation- like the grains of sand, infinite.
Hey little ones, listen to the stories from your elders. Because one day the storytellers will be no more and you become the storyteller.
The sands of time never truly run out, only passed on..