An Old Man and his Villa

There was a young man dragging feet and tired

Looking very gloomy as he was fired

'Oh Almighty, how shall I go home without money?

And how can I face my children and my Honey?'

Stopped suddenly the young man and peeped beyond a gate

And couldn't believe his eyes what he saw I bet

There stood a huge villa made of shining marble

And an old man reading book stretching feet on a table

'Oh so Lucky', sighed wide eyed young man

'Must meet this fellow', opened the gate and he ran

Stood before the old man he said 'O Fortunate thee'

How to accumulate so much wealth, share the secret with me'

Startled the old man by the young man's gesture

Smiled he , noticing young man's impatient nature

Slowly he took his feet down from the table

'Overnight Success' he whispered 'are only in the fables'

 Slowly removed his shoes and his socks

Feet full of scratches and scars, young man was shocked

'Oh God why so scratchy feet?' screamed he

'Don't you have a carpet to glide smoothly?'

'I have faced the rough sea through all my life'

'Along with my children and with my wife'

'Marble surface of the villa is the symbol you see',

'That I have waded through the rough sea'

' waded through the rough sea'