Two boys were sat at the dining room table <br />As their mother gave them each a dishful of ice cream <br />And placed it down in front of them. <br />The younger of the boys reached for a large spoon <br />And hurriedly began to gulp it down, <br />The elder boy took a little spoon <br />And ate it as slowly as he possibly could. <br />Soon afterwards, the boy with the large spoon had finished <br />All of his ice cream and then began to weep, <br />As he looked on in envy at his brother <br />Still enjoying every tiny mouthful that he took. <br />'Please can I have some of your ice cream <br />For I have eaten all mine? ' He asked longingly, <br />As his gazed into his empty dish. <br />His elder brother shook his head and then replied: <br />'You must learn to savour the good things in life <br />And enjoy every second of their being. <br />For those who rush will only enjoy a brief moment of pleasure <br />That's followed by a long period of sadness.' <br />And so from that day onwards <br />Both of the boys always used a little spoon <br />Whenever they had ice cream for tea. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright: Andrew Blakemore 2009<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-tale-of-two-spoons/
