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Poem, half-remembered

While chatting with a friend tonight, I was trying to remember a poem. In theory, sitting at a computer and being able to search the internet ought to make that easy but it didn’t help that I had the line “stop and smell the roses” in mind.

Later on, a different line popped into my head and I was able to share the short piece, which has nothing to do with roses but plenty to do with taking time to rest:

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.

William Henry Davies (Public Domain) – found on yourdailypoem.com

Some of the rhymes verge towards doggerel (boughs / cows?) but the overall sentiment is valuable. Let’s take time to stop and stare.

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