by Richard Le Gallienne
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I meant to do my work today,
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree
And a butterfly flitted across the field,
And all the leaves were calling me.
And the wind went sighing over the land,
Tossing the grasses to and fro,
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I found a similar poem recited by Elton John
Listen here http://www.amazon.com/Meant-Work-Today-Day-Country/dp/B000WU0TLI
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1
