Leisure by William Henry Davies

The time between going on long distance bike rides and writing about them can be hard. The uncertainity of what to do and where to go next, the reluctant temptation to get a 'proper job' and the worries of how to make it pay. All cares I could and should do without.

And so what a joy it was yesterday to find his poem while walking through the parks of central London in the early morning. Written by William Henry Davies, a self-proclaimed super tramp poet and a true man of the road, I cant recomend it enough and having commited it to my memory I am in no doubt it will come in handy.

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.


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