The Lovely Father.

Two or three horse shoes were lying In the way of those pedestrians When we looks them in such scorching sun heat Assuming them as father and son Walking behind the father with speedy steps The poor boy felt it so hungry and thirst Unable to get eatables on the way The purse that kept by father was empty Seeing the horse shoes father commanded May be it useful in our journey somewhere The poor boy was angry and depressed on hunger And hesitated to oblige the command The old man himself took the horseshoes The iron shoes that sold for a little money There he purchased a little sweet dates And took water from the nearest well Slowly quenched the thirst and hunger Without giving the food to his own son And told him every silly thing is worth And you avoided my advise in time my boy And gave two or three dates to the son And enough to drink pure drinking water.