Poems (White)/Action
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ACTION
See the pretty poppies, blooming out their lives;
Bees are busy working in their well-filled hives;
And the healthy baby, how can he be still?
For the rushing river must the ocean fill.
All the cattle grazing, as the train speeds by,
And the constant winging of birds and butterfly.
Life is constant action, or else time to die,—
Packing every moment as the days go by.
Rest just brings stupor, puts the soul to sleep;
Action, action, action! keeps life pure and sweet.
Bees are busy working in their well-filled hives;
And the healthy baby, how can he be still?
For the rushing river must the ocean fill.
All the cattle grazing, as the train speeds by,
And the constant winging of birds and butterfly.
Life is constant action, or else time to die,—
Packing every moment as the days go by.
Rest just brings stupor, puts the soul to sleep;
Action, action, action! keeps life pure and sweet.