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THE LITTLE BOY AND HIS GRANDPA
The little boy was crying…his cheeks were stained…his eyes were blurred
when his grandpa sat down next to him…without uttering a word.
The little boy looked up at his grandpa…he couldn’t tell him of his fears
He wanted his grandpa to think him brave…but he could not hide his tears.
His grandpa reached over taking his hand in his…then he gazed out on the lawn…
“She was a beautiful lady, your grandma.” he said…”It’s hard to believe she’s gone.”
It hurts right here his grandpa said…it’s like my heart is shrinking
The little boy looked at his grandpa…how could know what he was thinking?
I’m just so sad and angry the little boy said…if this is what love does…then….
I will never…never..never…love another person again…
But what about me, your mom and dad and you’re brothers and sisters too?
You can’t stop loving us anymore than we can stop loving you.
“Life will have it’s ups and down” His grandpa said,
“You’ll find from the moment you are born
if you want to enjoy the beauty of the rose…
you have to experience some thorns.”
The little boy laid his head in his grandpa’s lap…
his grandpa patted him and smiled…
The little boy closed his eyes still crying…
and they sat in silence for a while…
“But there’s too much risk in loving!” the little boy said having given this some thought…
“No!” his grandpa said hugging his grandson close…
“there’s too much risk in not.”
