Poems and Poetry

Insight | A Poem by Sravani Singampalli

I once saw an old man
With dimples on his wrinkled cheeks.
He lived alone in a small cottage.
He worked very hard and
Always prepared his own food.
I wondered what made him
Live in solitude?
He used to collect
Dried magnolia leaves and twigs.
One day while passing by his cottage
I saw him painting the autumn trees.
I stopped and asked him
What is so special about the melancholy autumn?
He simply replied, “A new beginning”.
I was inspired and he gave me
A humble smile.

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