A Ferryman And His Blind Dog!

Villagers were certain that he died a long ago But I met him last night at the river bank. Though his dog's blind wagged its tail While I was talking to ferryman. He said the Blacksmith his old friend has borrowed the ferry To bring his forgotten tools but he's scared Whether he could row safely to this side As the weather was not so good? Then I said I am going back home And he gave his kind regards to my parents. On the way I realized that my parents were no more And all were in the same boat!