For I saw them work along the road oblivious to everything around them
They were calm, they were composed inspite of the morning mayhem
Click Click I went on clicking away what pleased me,
“Madam did you take my photo, ” up she came and asked me,
“No,” i said, “but do you want me to, ” she nodded yes in agreement
This is life, this is joy, this is what I call merriment,
I took their photo, and then they invited me to their home,
I told them I need to continue my walk, I need to roam,
“Come home on your way back, ” they said, I was touched so deeply
“Sure, I will, ” I told them, and accepted their invitation meekly.
As I went back, I saw them yet again sweeping the road,
“Come, Madam,come,” they took me to their small living node,
It had a sense of acceptance, a warmth , I cannot describe
What is in them, I wondered , what is it that I so well vibe,.
They proudly showed their grandchildren and their house in tow
Never have I felt this calm, this peace, just was happy on the go
The world outside is filled with people who fake love and relations
We need to learn from these people on the road, who have no pretentions,
I came back home a happy soul, a contentment unlimited
This is what life is all about, this is what is expected,
Friends, life is not about holding on, tis about living it the fullest
These people on the road are the real souls who show how to be happiest.