Happy V!
i wish to share this poem with all of you,
it tells us to take the time to watch the grass grow and smell that extraordinary smell of freshly mowed grass
strangely enough i first read it in one of those romance novels i read before i sleep
it goes
What is this life, if full of care
we have no time to stand and stare.
the full text of the poem is reproduced here - but you can click below for the website
Leisure
by 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 if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
Click here for the website poem by William Henry Davies
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