<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479986" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Playthings</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning. <br> I smile at your play with that little bit of a broken twig. <br> I am busy with my accounts, adding up figures by the hour. <br> Perhaps you glance at me and think, &quot;What a stupid game to spoil your morning with!&quot; <br> Child, I have forgotten the art of being absorbed in sticks and mud-pies. <br> I seek out costly playthings, and gather lumps of gold and silver. <br> With whatever you find you create your glad games, I spend both my time and my strength over things I never can obtain. <br> In my frail canoe I struggle to cross the sea of desire, and forget that I too am playing a game.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rabindranath+Tagore">Rabindranath Tagore</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479986" data-title="Playthings de Rabindranath Tagore" data-description="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 thi..."></div> </div> </div>

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