Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
The Creed of the Teacher
I saw a man hungry today,
Gave him a fish his hunger to stay;
On the morrrow he returned again
To find relief from the pain within.
Now, thought I, to teach his hand
to catch each day his fish to can;
So bears he, his own self, the burden of life
And with the toil, wins the pride of his wife!
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