The Old Man And The New Year

It was when we went to
Visit our ancestral home
On the new year's eve
I was thinking about
The plot of my new story.
It was when road took a turn
In the dense woods,
We saw some kids
On the road with their
Hand made old man.
They stopped our car
And asked for money.
After taking the same,
"Happy new year," they said
In a cheerful voice
And I knew I had
Written my story.

- lilac