A Traveller

There came a man
Not so long ago
From a distant plain
To fetch fortune on his own




he looked like a lad
Not too old not too young
who told tails of far of lands
of those he saw and walked along


he had a smile in his face
and cloth in his case
but no home he stays
no of sadness does he say


he wakes along
the silent road
singing to himself a song
of all in nature he seas
As he travellers along


and if you care  to see him waking bye
wish him well
if you are not shy
"hi champ " indeed


would be his reply .