Early in the morning the sun slowly up does creep <br />All in the meanwhile we just seem to sleep <br />All the little birds sit and their songs they chirp <br />While off to work quickly our coffee we slurp <br />Outside waits a happy dog to wish us a happy day <br />Frustrated and in a rush we push him out the way <br />Driving off to work we miss all the flowers in bloom <br />Cursing all this traffic, hoping we will get through soon <br />As we go through the day we miss the gentle breeze <br />We just seem to busy, the boss we trying to please <br />And as the sun shines for us at its highest spot <br />All we complain about is that it is too bloody hot <br />The sun starts to set and makes way for the moon <br />Tired and in a rush we want to get home soon <br />The stars shine high with a twinkle in their eye <br />We sit back on our chairs with a moan and a sigh <br />As the moon creeps up right to the top <br />On our beds we just seem to flop <br />From a colourful sunrise that eye does please <br />To the swaying of the branches in the gentle breeze <br />From all the busy birds that seem to pass us by <br />Or that lonely cloud fluffy in the sky <br />Stop and take notice, it`s absolute bliss <br />So many amazing things, all that we miss<br /><br />Vaughn Bekker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-we-miss/
