'The true Soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because He loves what is behind him.' -G. K. Chesterton

25 April 2010

Sunday Kipling

Heading out in just a few to pick up the loved ones but there's always time for Kipling.
This poem tickles me for some reason. Maybe it's the title....


"I Keep Six Honest...

"I keep six honest serving-men
(They taught me all I knew);
Their names are What and Why and When
And How and Where and Who.
I send them over land and sea,
I send them east and west;
But after they have worked for me,
I give them all a rest.

I let them rest from nine till five,
For I am busy then,
As well as breakfast, lunch, and tea,
For they are hungry men.
But different folk have different views.
I know a person small-
She keeps ten million serving-men,
Who get no rest at all!

She sends'em abroad on her own affairs,
From the second she opens her eyes-
One million Hows, two million Wheres,
And seven million Whys!

From The Elephant's Child

I'm staying home while Lu goes to the airport. Trooper has had a very bad morning and needs me to tend to him. These days he rarely gets too far from me but today he's glued to my side. He's fading. I can see it but am powerless to do anything about it.
I'm afraid.

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