This is a wonderful poem, explanation of who the poet was/is, and images that bring the words to life. Do we have time to stand and stare? We should.
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 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.
We nearly fell off our bookshelves when we researched the poem “Leisure” by William Henry Davies. The author’s amazing life story as well as…
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