Life's reflections At Work on a Saturday Morning
Leisureby William Henry Davies
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 or 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 is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
I think I first came across this poem in a Form 2 English textbook and the verses somehow stuck in my mind all these years. Oh, how aptly WH Davies words describe my state of mind currently! :(
Labels: Me, myself and I
posted by N.J.A.P.F. @ 12:16 PM
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