I feed the birds and play with them

I was tired and exhausted

I felt as if 

There is nothing in the world

Except work

I went to the nearby garden

 Saw an old man

Feeding the birds with seeds

He smiled when a bird

Came near him

Picked one seed

He Laughed 

When another came

Picked another seed

I did not understand

His smiling and laughing

I asked him

Why he was so happy?

He replied in measured words

Everybody works 

To feed himself

When you feed others

It makes you happy

You have satisfaction

Of living for others

I feel fresh 

And without stress 

I understood 

What he mean't

Feeding the birds

And playing with them

Has now become 

My usual routine

29-05-2011

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