Workshop Poem Learning By the Living

Learning By The Living. Life's roads we all travel down mistakes we think we've made. Living for the memories that we could never trade. Finding set backs now and then in things not meant to last. Picking ourselves up again then moving slowly past. Finding out the secrets of love that came our way. Taking time from time to time to kneel down and pray. Struggling sometimes to forget the chains that one time bound us. Missing out now and again on little joys that found us. Each day moving forward even if just bit by bit. Somehow reaching deep within and finding we can't quit. It's as if the peace we find it finds us instead. It's a matter of the heart that's too long in our head. Keeping score along the way becoming more and more forgiving. A student for a lifetime it's called learning by the living. Edwin C Hofert #2 Learning By The Living. Life's roads we all travel down, mistakes we think we've made. Living for the memories that we could never trade. Finding set backs now and then in things not meant to last. Picking ourselves up again then moving slowly past. Finding out the secrets of love that came our way. Taking time from now and then to kneel down and pray. Struggling sometimes to forget the chains that one time bound us. Missing out now and again on little joys that found us. Each day moving forward even if just bit by bit. Somehow reaching deep within and finding we can't quit. As if the peace we find is finding us instead. Like a matter of the heart that's too long in our head. Keeping score along the way, becoming more forgiving. A student for a lifetime just learning by the living. #3 Learning By The Living. Life's roads we all travel down, mistakes we think we've made. Living for the memories that we would never trade. Finding set backs now and then in things not meant to last. Picking ourselves up again then moving slowly past. Finding out the reasons for love that came our way. Taking time from now and then to kneel down and pray. Struggling sometimes to forget the chains that one time bound us. Missing out now and again on little joys that found us. Each day moving forward even if just bit by bit. Somehow reaching deep within and finding we can't quit. As if the peace we find is finding us instead. Like the melody of our heart that replays in our head. Keeping score along the way, becoming more forgiving. A student for a lifetime just learning by the living.