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Thats a fine poem Dolphin (Bit late I know). Struck a chord with me. Reminds me of how I feel sometimes lying awake at night. Can never manage such a combination of words though Smile

Here's a poem I ran across while sitting on a public bench. The first and last line was written in tipex on a metal railing. I was in a rather reflective mood and so I went back to the house and googled it. This was a good three months ago but its really stuck in my mind:

Its by W.H. Davies, and its called 'Leisure'

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.

"Neither apathy nor antipathy can ever bring out the truth of history" Eoin Mac Neill.
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