There was an old man at sea.
He was faithful to his work.
He believed in the sea.
He prayed that one day he would walk.
He lost his legs in the mouth of a shark
His friends called him names.
His wife entreated his heart with blames.
Hence, his grief knew no bounds.
Yet he goes to sea every day with a broad smile.
He proclaims that his joy knows no denial.
He is an old man at sea.
Physically challenged but mentally amplified.
PUBLIUS CRASSUS (JIA)