The Gardener : Day After Day He Comes.



The Gardener : Day After Day He Comes.


Day after day he comes and goes
away.


Go, and give him a flower from my
hair, my friend.


If he asks who was it that sent it, I
entreat you do not tell him my name—
for he only comes and goes away.


He sits on the dust under the tree.


Spread there a seat with flowers and
leaves, my friend.


His eyes are sad, and they bring
sadness to my heart.


He does not speak what he has in
mind; he only comes and goes away.


BY Rabindranath Tagore

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