An everyday man's story!

The scooter ride,
he had called it his life.
To be drenched in the rain,
and towards the journey strive.
Oh yeah, that had been,
his way of life.

To take care of animals,
came in his heart,
a portrayal, of their struggles,
he drew of the innocent animals,
and maintained a diary,
of their wellness and heart.

Newer journeys everyday,
in youth had he given his heart,
to a girl in the neighbourhood.
Young he was, a lover of life,
in family he involved,
knew what were tears and what
was life. Festivities saw him,
all composed of colours in his,
nature and upbringing. He,
sang songs and listened to old ones,
with a greater fanfare. Friendships,
and moments with his special people,
well, every day had been,
a different impression,
either a warm heart to heart
conversation he had led,
or he had brought to faces the power,
of a solitaire, the mark of gems.
He had it in him, 
the magic to lighten his life,
with the colours of fruits,
and the loyalty of the stems.

Life he had seen,
laughter and melancholy,
had been his friends off and on.
Yeah, he had every memory,
to rewind of his youth,
when he was in his old age.
He loved it, how the world had been,
a friend to him, a companion for life.
It never left his side, it never left his side.
For, whatever big the problems came,
the nature was the one and the same.

He cheered as he walked the road,
that once in his youth he had walked,
the lights were shining,
as the dreams had been beautiful,
now that he had finally met all of them,
the one which remained to be fulfilled till his last breath,
was to acknowledge the goodness of love,
and spirits. To make it, be a song,
sung by every individual, and that 
was to start from him, that had always been.
He taught the tiny tots those games,
in the gardens and parks. When they would,
run after this old man, who would make them,
know the importance of good health.
Hide and seek, to football,
yeah, he was the old man, 
with newer spirits, and youthful charm.
Yeah, he was the man, yeah, he is the same.

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