Day 149 – The Sweetest Part

The Sweetest Thing

Day 149

Playthings by Rabindranath Tagore

Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning.
I smile at your play with that little bit of a broken twig.
I am busy with my accounts, adding up figures by the hour.
Perhaps you glance at me and think, “What a stupid game to spoil your morning with!”
Child, I have forgotten the art of being absorbed in sticks and mud-pies.
I seek out costly playthings, and gather lumps of gold and silver.
With whatever you find you create your glad games, I spend both my time and my strength over things I never can obtain.
In my frail canoe I struggle to cross the sea of desire, and forget that I too am playing a game.
Have been terribly ill, so the next couple of days will likely be bringing a delay in daily photos.  It seems that this project will be running a few days later.

4 thoughts on “Day 149 – The Sweetest Part

    • Thank you! This is my great niece. I took photo after photo of her and this just seemed to be the right one for this project (mostly because I didn’t want to show her face!).

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