We've done our turn of rushing around multitasking and being a bona fide busy focussed person, Now we can be unfocussed, and stand still with a tea-towel in our hands watching a bee collect nectar from the flowers to take back to the hive. The dishes will drip-dry. We can spend our time as we want, not as we must spend it for someone else's convenience - except for those of us who are still doing childcare another time around.
Your turn will come * Bbbface*, don't grudge us that ours is now.
"LEISURE"
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.
By Wm. Henry Davies.
(Wm. Henry Davies (1871-1940)