A Vendor
I do not know his name
But always like to watch
He is a small vendor of betel leaf
At my village market
Never he wears a shirt and footwear
Monday and Saturday, the market runs
The Saturday market is my favorite
Always I will be there on Saturday
To buy and sell my cows and calves
After settling my dealings
I will go to a small toddy shop
Where fresh coconut toddy gets
That betel leaf vendor will always our
Attraction there
He is a good singer though old,
We are not drunkards
It is only our leisure time
In a week after hard works
Copyright © Jayachandran Chakrapany | Year Posted 2012
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