Do you recall that happy bike <br /> With bundles on our backs? <br />How near to heaven it was like <br /> To blissfully relax! <br />In cosy tavern of good cheer <br /> To doff our heavy packs, <br />And with a mug of foamy beer <br /> Relax. <br /> <br />Learn to relax: to clean the mind <br /> Of fear and doubt and care, <br />And in vacuity to find <br /> The perfect peace that's there. <br />With lassitude of heart and hand, <br /> When every sinew slacks, <br />How good to rest the old bean and <br /> Relax, relax. <br /> <br />Just sink back in an easy chair <br /> For forty winks or so, <br />And fold your hands as if in prayer, <br /> --That helps a lot, you know. <br />Forget that you are you awhile, <br /> And pliable as wax, <br />Just beatifically smile . . . <br /> Relax, relax, relax.<br /><br />Robert William Service<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/relax/
