A Poet - 07

One day I met- A very awesome poet, Sharp in mind, Young at heart, Sound in health, Round in wealth, Handsome in his looks, Happy with his books, Walking along the road, Talking not so loud, Smiles wetting the lips, Thoughts slowing the hips, Nodding to the breeze, On the flooding bridge, Sweating as he had- All over, toe to head, As I asked to know- How are his days now? Smiled, did not try- A single word to say, As he passed by Along his desired way, His happy feet carried him, Towards his golden dream.