Saturday, October 30, 2010


One of my favourite poems from childhood. I recited this poem once in a competition in our school. I didn't win but I can still remember how happy I felt when I was reciting this poem to a room filled with teachers and students.

W. H. Davies


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 and 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.


  1. Dear Beena,

    Lovely Blog you have. BTW, can you share the "I want to be a tiger" essay? I would so love to read it.



  2. Dear Subroto,

    Thank you! I am glad you like my blog.

    I will look for that essay, I have a few books from school days so it might be in there some place.

    I remember what I wrote in it - It was about becoming a Tiger and letting the Tiger world know how mean most of the humans are. I wanted all the Tigers of the world to unite and run away some place where no human beings could trouble them ever. Smart plan, huh?

    Best wishes,



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