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, 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
Friday, June 27, 2008
Something in the works.
I have some exciting news, but I don't want to jinx it so I am waiting till everything is in order before I break the news. If you want a hint, check out "what we are reading right now". When everything is in place I will let you know.
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