For Sale

By Admin on 26-07-2017

The owner of a small business, a friend of the poet, Olavo Bilac, met him one day and asked him: “Mr. Bilac, I need to sell my farm, the one you know so well. Could you please write an announcement for me for the paper?”

 Bilac wrote: “For Sale, a beautiful property, where birds sing at dawn in the extensive woodland, bisected by the brilliant and sparkling waters of a large stream. The house is bathed by the rising sun. It offers tranquil shade in the evening on the veranda.

Sometime later, the poet met his friend and asked him if he had sold the property? To which he replied; “I changed my mind. When I read what you had written, I realized the value of the treasure I was trying to get rid off.”

Often we underestimate the good things we have – children, family, spouse, friends, profession, etc. – chasing after the mirages of false treasures.

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