Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Sinatra's Advice

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.

By William Henry Davies.

Again, it is why I keep on telling myself that life is not a bed of roses. Also, why the road not taken is my most favourite path in this life.

As Frank Sinatra sang -

I've lived a life thats full,

I've traveled each and evry highway;

And more, much more than this,

I did it my way,

Regrets, I've had a few;

But then again,

Too few to mention,

I did what I had to do,

And saw it through without exemption,

I planned each charted course,

Each careful step along the byway,

But more, much more than this,

I did it my way,

Yes, there were times,

Im sure you knew,

When I bit off more than I could chew,

But through it all,

When there was doubt,

I ate it up and spit it out,

I faced it all and I stood tall;

And did it my way.

1 comment:

banglacockney said...

not deep enuff blad..