Leisure – by W.H. Davies
WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
We have no time to stand and stare.
Well, I do have time to stand and stare now. Not as much as I would have liked, but enough to watch my kids grow each day, to give them a kiss before they catch the school bus, to hug them tight the minute they come out from school, listen to their days’ banter, take them for their after-school activities, watch their tired faces turn into broad grins when I serve them their favourite dinner, teach them our values, our language, our beliefs, and at the end of the day watch these mini-replicas of myself rest their little bodies in their bed saying “I love you Mummy, Good Night”.