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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Each Day A Life

Published by Webmaster on 07/25/2003 (3866 reads)
I count each day a little life,

I count each day a little life, With birth and death complete;

I cloister it from care and strife And keep it sane and sweet.

With eager eyes I greet the morn, Exultant as a boy,

Knowing that I am newly born To wonder and to joy.

And when the sunset splendours wane And ripe for rest am I,

Knowing that I will live again, Exultantly I die.

O that all Life were but a DaySunny and sweet and sane!

And that at Even I might say:"I sleep to wake again."


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