The Old Man and his granddaughter

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By papaya

There was an old man Waiting under a tree with a cigar on the tip of his finger He sat there for hours just to wait for his granddaughter to finsh her school He dared not leave the tree even for a moment for caring too much for his granddaughter She was in her class studying but from time to time she would peek out of the greeasy window and look for him If she couldn't see her grandpa's shadow, she would cry as if the sky was falling down The poor old man spent whole day under a huge bayan tree sitting, standing and smoking... just to keep his granddaughter company.. The girl who once couldn't stay a minute at school without her grandpa's reflection, is now studying thousands miles away from home The old man would be proud of her The old man would be happy for her Last night, the old man was gone He will never come back to this world On his journey to heaven His lovely granddaughter could not keep him company until he got on the boat What the heck is she doing???? She is on the other side of the world busy schooling which she hated most once.... She doesn't know what to do but she is saying a prayer for him And she whispers "I love you more than I ever thought, Ah Khone!" Papaya

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April 1, 2009 15:23!!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!!

very nice story

April 24, 2009 16:52!!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!!

I'M SORRY NOT JUST A NICE STORY.MORE LIKE A SMALL WINDOW TO A BEAUTIFUL SOUL!

April 27, 2009 16:15papaya

Really? Thanks! You always put nice words!