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I saw someone quoted a line out of this poem in the newspaper TODAY.

Only at times like this will I really ponder on the simplest things in life, like how to make time to be quiet, rest and contemplate what we are doing, our goals and our relationships with others.

Indeed, the words should help us reflect on what we are doing with our lives and those around us.


By William Henry Davies

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 is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.



The absence of a loved one’s existence can mean so much.

Slowly but surely, it weaves its way into your life and you accept it unknowingly, thinking that it is only the natural way to go.

It took me more than 10 years to actually find the true meaning behind this poem, but life can start NOW. It is never too late…

Welcome to the Monday evening of my life!