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Price We Pay Rising in the morning we turn to face the day. Hustle bustle rise and shine we go along our way. Missing birds up in the trees and flowers that are growing. Missing everything it seems of things that we aren't knowing. Skipping over things unseen and lessons we aren't learning. One more way a price we pay for daylight that we're burning. Edwin C Hofert

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Date: 4/30/2015 5:05:00 AM
We do miss out so much Edwin - i am far far more aware of the beauty of my surroundings since i started writing poetry:-) Good luck in the contest:-) Hugs Jan xx
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Edwin Hofert
Date: 4/30/2015 5:27:00 AM
Thank you!! It's true! It's true! There is an awakening in our soul as we open ourselves up to be inspired along the way! <3 God bless! Ed.

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