Wise Gentleman.

The wise gentleman walks along the path A black colored woolen cap he wore And a walking stick his own make From the branch of a sandal wood tree Neatly polished and kept always his body erect And steadily walks along the village foot path He is revered as people's own uncle In every problem his advise they sought He gave right counsels from his life experience The only vice he followed was his evening drink And kept his humorous talks in any situation There was no tension at all to the old man There he found the real happiness in the world Any one came to the home specially treated As a valuable guest irrespective of position He offered his best of helps to the needy He was a believer of god in his own faith Sometimes we felt it he was faithful to nature only The wise man talked little but understood more He is a man of our own village and real hero.