The Solitary Reaper

My Dear Rishi,

Last weekend we spoke for an hour and fifteen minutes. You were telling me jokes, singing songs and you also told me about your sister. I am really happy for your Rishi, that you have a younger sister to play with and give you company. You are so loving and you will enjoy company of a sibling. I did not have a sister but having a younger brother was so much fun, we used to play together, sometimes fight and yet be there for each other. My best childhood memories are with my younger brother and I love my brother. I am so glad he is in my life. Rishi, you are a big brother...congratulations!

Today's poem is called, " The Solitary Reaper" By William's Wordsworth. I came across this poem in when I was in 6th Grade. That time I did not understand it much but as I grew older I understand and feel the poem in my heart..I have realized sometimes we all are nothing but "Solitary Reapers" in this journey of life

The Solitary Reaper

By Williams Wordsworth

Be hold her, single in the field,

Yon solitary Highland Lass!

Reaping and signing by herself;

Stop here, or gently pass!

Alone she cuts and binds the grain,

And signs a melancholy strain;

O listen! for the Vale profound

Is overflowing the sound.

No Nightingale did ever chaunt

More welcome notes to weary bands

Of travellers in some shady haunt,

Among Arabian sands:

A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard

In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,

Breaking the silence of the seas

Among the farthest Hebrides.

Will no one tell me what she sings?-

Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow

For old, unhappy, far-off things,

And battles long ago;

Or is it some more humble lay,

Familiar matter of to-day?

Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,

That has been and may again?

Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang

As if her song could have no ending;

I saw her singing at her work,

And o'er the sickle bending;-

I listen'd, motionless and still;

And, as I mounted up the hill,

The music in my heart I bore.

Long after it was heard no more.

 

Rishi, I love you very much and miss you!

 

With lots of love, hugs and kisses,

 

Daddy