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| The Winds Beneath My Wings....Flying Kite In The Park On A Sunday |
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| Lifeguard On Duty |
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| The Gentleman |
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| Oblivious |
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| ET & Rizal Walking To The Clubhouse |
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| Just Pretend I Did Not Hear Them Calling Me |
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| PHP Pond |
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| Sweet Dreams |
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| The Love Oracle |
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.
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 Henry Davies
1871-1940
Are we so caught up with fire-fighting that we forget to enjoy life? Do we burrow ourselves in mundane issues so that we don't have to face difficult ones? Life is too short to be squandered away. Every moment is precious, so make the most of it.
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