I like this poem by W.H. Davies, and thought of sharing it:
Leisure
WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
I like this :) How apt!
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it :) I use it all the time!!
ReplyDeleteMy fav.too. But am blessed, am in no hurry.. I have the luxury to stand & stare @ streams full of stars,and a starry starry night. Have watched the feet n their dance and have heard the music before the song was over. Smoke :p
ReplyDeleteHaha! Like your style!!
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