A man lives less than a hundred years but harbors cares for a thousand assuming his own health is good he worries about his heirs down he looks at his rice sprouts and up at his mulberry trees the day his scales drop into the sea he still won't stop till they hit bottom | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MAD GARDENER'S SONG by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON IN THE SHADOWS: 19 by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) I SAW THREE SHIPS by MOTHER GOOSE STILL FALLS THE RAIN; THE RAIDS, 1940. NIGHT AND DAWN by EDITH SITWELL MRS. HARRIS'S PETITION: TO EXCELLENCIES THE LORDS JUSTICES OF IRELAND by JONATHAN SWIFT MEDITATION AT KEW by ANNA WICKHAM HOPE AND DESPAIR by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE A MARTYR'S MASS; FATHER MIGUEL PRO, EXECUTED AY MEXICO CITY, 1927 by ALFRED BARRETT |