What is this life if full of careWe 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,
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this, if full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
- William Henry Davies 1871 - 1940
And yet we do - stare. I know I did. In horror when I saw this beautiful spaniel who is currently housed at CUPA. She was brought in by her owners who didn't want her because she had become blind. After a few years of having her around, she was redundant now. They could no longer show her off so they decided to dump her - just like a lot of young people dump the elderly into old people's homes.If I ever met the owners, I'd want to shake them to "see" her again, with renewed vision becuase really - I think they are the blind ones.And they call themselves humans - bah!
And yet we do - stare. I know I did. In horror when I saw this beautiful spaniel who is currently housed at CUPA. She was brought in by her owners who didn't want her because she had become blind. After a few years of having her around, she was redundant now. They could no longer show her off so they decided to dump her - just like a lot of young people dump the elderly into old people's homes.If I ever met the owners, I'd want to shake them to "see" her again, with renewed vision becuase really - I think they are the blind ones.And they call themselves humans - bah!
Some of us at CUPA call her sunshine.... she is blindening and spreads so much joy
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