I know your father thinks you won't understand it, but I think he's wrong about that. You understand 100 times more than anyone realizes. Anyway, you like songs even when you don't know what the words mean (Birdy says she loves me) and this is like a song.
So ask your father to read it to you every day until you can say it along with him and when I come to your house I'll draw pictures for the poem!
I LOVE YOU, LEO.
(Here's the poem again)
LEISURE
William H. Davies
What is this life if, full of care,
We 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,
We have no time to stand and stare.
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