You’re asked to recite a poem (or song lyrics) from memory — what’s the first one that comes to mind? Does it have a special meaning, or is there another reason it has stayed, intact, in your mind?
You ask me, sir,
Mr. Daily Prompt Man,
To recite a poem (or song),
The first that comes to mind.
I could sing a song of tuppence or two,
I could even make up my own,
But a rote poem, Sir,
That is mighty hard,
For I’ve left all my poetry schooling behind,
And I’ve not learnt formally, Sir,
To appreciate poetry, song or music,
I just play it by ear.
If you absolutely insist,
All I have is these lines by W.H. Davies,
“What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?”