Tea-shop

In the end of this road
the old man's tea shop still crowded
with people
with children
withe smell of tea, biscuits, cakes, chocolates
and also laughs.

Someone told
he had no children,
no wife,
 none to care and listen his griefs.

I just smiled.
What to worry and for whom to worry... I thought.

I entered the tea shop
the old man's tea shop.