He Continues His Walk. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Walking through the village footpaths
A walking stick always he carries
Looking all nearby with happiness
A smiling face, positive looks
The old aged man still capable
To walk and talk at ease with happiness
He walked along the pathways
Every morning a good gesture offers
The children accompanies to the man
And makes themselves good companions
The younger ones gives a salutation
In praise and respect of the old man
A strict veg. dishes he opts
A good quantity of water he consumes
Often himself entertaining with a little
The drink of his choice that too in private
The easing tension that gives the life
The man judges every one at a glance
He dislodges all woes to the world
And go to sleep in time with a prayer
The conscious is clear, conscience he keeps
His ears hears only the good words and voice
Which includes the morning birds songs
And also the cuckoo's early beautiful calls
Every day he offers free of grains, water
To the birds, and reptiles that deserves
Pride himself to be a good human being
Encourage the little ones to learn well
The sweetness of life is not one receives
The sweetness of life is not the earnings
The happier events are what you give
The longevity of life not a concern
The period how we spends is vital
Here today this is the old age day
And all wishes from my grand uncle who walks
With a walking stick in hand through the ways
Let the smile go only with him until last breath
And may his health and happiness prevail
As a model for the old aged ones here.