It's Rare Poem by Perdita Young (Hanna Wang)
It's Rare
It's rare to have the moments dear,
to sit on sofa with the grapes,
to walk the rooms with songs to hear,
and leave the work undone in heaps;
It's rare to surf and sit up late,
to peep around and dive the deep,
or read aloud or set the bait,
for fish that come to start the beep.
It's nice to enjoy time as one could,
instead of feeling sad or weep.
A little bit fancy does one good,
when you choose not to count the sheep.
Sept.17th,2013.
It's nice to enjoy time as one could, instead of feeling sad or weep. A little bit fancy does one good, when you choose not to count the sheep: i'm in a hurry. ; ( perhaps change the above a bit to: (continued) ...
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5/2/2024 4:08:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
(cont.) .. It's nice to enjoy time as one could, instead of feeling sad or weeping. A little bit of fancy does one good, when no count of sheep....you're keeping....... bri ;) :) to MyPoemList
Many thanks for your time and suggestion, Bri. I may need to check these lines again.