Thank you, Sue, for your mantra. We'll do lots of standing and staring!
What is this life
If full of care
We have no time
To stand and stare.
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 stand
Beneath the boughs
And stare as long
As sheep or cows.
A poor life this
If full of care
We have no time
To stand and stare.
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