Pretty much sums a life with a kid... doesn't it?
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 Davies
I must add that I had decided to post an english poem today, and was surprised when I had to rake my head real hard for an english poem I liked. It could be just an affinity for my daily languages, or a greater ability to appreciate the intricacies of my own language. Don't know which, but I always have faced considerable difficulty in enjoying an English poem.
Yes, I totally remember this poem from school and I clearly remember being all fancied-up about "squirrels hiding their nuts in grass" :-). Like "Bangle-Sellers", this one's amongst my favorites too.
ReplyDeleteActually this is my idea of a good poem. Short, sweet with no difficult words needed to express something that is so heartfelt that it instantly strikes a chord in the reader. That's why I am such a fan of the original sound-tracks of the movies - "Chiti chiti bang bang" & "Sound of Music".
Lovely..
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