BUSY BUSY BUSY .....

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

No time to lie beneath a tree
   And watch a buzzing bumble bee
Or blackbirds flying in a vee
No time while others fuss and drive
   To sit atop a number five
And watch the morning post arrive

Or when the present is too tense
   And everything makes too much sense
No time to lean against a fence
Or climb up on a sturdy bough
   And watch some ruminating cow
Make up her mind what to eat now

No time when passing near a lake
   To stop and watch a duckling take
A frantic swim in mother's wake
No time to sit upon a stile
   Instead of going one more mile
And watch the squirrels for a while

No time to watch, if it should rain,
   While stuck upon some steamy train
The droplets trickle down the pane
Or when the sun comes out to dry
   No time to turn around and try
To see the rainbow in the sky

Then nightly let's leave time to spare
   And slip into an easy chair
And stir our day around and share
And catch the thoughts we thought before
   And talk them onto memory's shore
And keep them there for evermore

   For poor this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare
   But just as poor without, I think,
The time to sit, and talk, and drink.

BARRY PRESS

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