Edwin Hofert Poet Rhyme

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Price We Pay

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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Jan Allison April 30, 2015 at 5:05 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 Edwin Hofert April 30, 2015 at 5:27 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.