Just a short post today. As spring arrives, I want to share one of my favorite poems with you and encourage you to use this time of warming weather, blossoms and new beginnings as a visual reminder to make the most of your time. The poem, by A. E. Housman, is below.
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide
Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.
You don’t need to be a poetry expert to understand what Housman was saying. Life is short. And when you realize how quickly years pass and you do a bit of mental math, you understand that there’s not much time left. So don’t wait. Don’t continue to procrastinate and defer your dreams. Decide what things, big or small, are important to you and then get busy doing them. Have a great week. And, as always…
P.S. I took Housman’s words to heart in a literal way last year and went out to Washington D.C. to see the cherry blossoms (see above photo). Sometimes the best way to “stop and smell the roses” is just to stop and smell the roses.