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/ When I drive through / The villages and the countryside / In early evening, / And see people sitting in gardens / Or at their doors / In peace and contentment, / I long to stop and speak to them.
They might tell me of a loved one / Doing some great work / In a big city, / Or of a deep sorrow, / And I might say a word / To help lighten it.
They might show me treasured china / Or a bit of lace, handmade; / Once some one did.
And I could talk with the children.
I long to do this, / But it always seems / That there is a hurry / To get to the next place.