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 squirells hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see,in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars like stars at night.
No time to turn at beautys glance,
And watch her feet how they can dance.
A poor life this if,full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
This is one of my favourite poems..so deep in feelings..few words but on thinking.seems to say so much..so just thot of sharing it with everyone..
Will post soon..keep smiling till then..
Leisure.. really Beautiful poem.. it focuses on smaller parts of life.. making the way to the bigger one..in a beautiful way.. Double Thumbs Up.. all the way.. thanx for posting..
ReplyDeletea good poem but one person can seriously find a time to ammuse beauty....even wen he is being taken care of......lolz....a nice poem....
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