A walk on a beach,
Both on your bare feet,
So close and within reach,
A conversation brief but sweet.
Holding hands of that old man,
whom you saw growing old.
he is your Ironman and he is your Tarzan,
he is brave, strong and bold.
The potrait on the walls,
displaying his picture,
now you wait for his calls,
when you realise he is the number one advisor...
There are lot to share,
but no one to listen,
He is the only one who cared,
and who clear all your confusion.
he went on clearing way ,
but for you it was not worth it,
you didn't obey what he said,
when it was for your own benefit...