fredag den 27. september 2013

Dust if You Must

Dust If You Must

by Anonymous

Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better
To paint a picture, or write a letter,
Bake a cake, or plant a seed;
Ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there's not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb;
Music to hear, and books to read;
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.
 

... 

     For at læse resten af dette lærerige og muntre digt, må I besøge Pia på Colour Cottage, og glem ikke at nyde hendes billder, når I nu er der.

     Og nu tager jeg en tur i skoven og plukker svampe med Ugleungerne.

To read the last two stanzas of this poem, go and visit Pia in her Colour Cottage and don't forget to enjoy her photos and artwork while you're there. 

And now I'm off to the woods looking for mushrooms with the Owlets. 

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