The Old Man Walking

The old man is walking slowly,
draging his old feet away one by one,
his old rugged cloth is wet by his sweat,
but his eyes is shine and focus ahead,
under the smiling sun upon his straw hat,
he breathe the hot air heavily for each step he take,
dusty road made his old face wrinkle even more,
with the weight of his bag on his back,
he keep walking ahead, slowly,
keep dragging his old feet away one by one,
he stopped once a while to resting his shoulder,
then he's wandering to his wife back home,
but whenever her smile comes to his mind,
he get the load up and worked his old feet again,
with a smile on his face he walk again, slowly,
in his mind he see his wife smile for him,
when he came home with some rice in his bag,
and she cooked dinner for both of them,
so he can say how good the dishes was,
to share the same old stories and laugh together,
so the old man walking again, slowly,
draging his old feet away one by one.