Trishaws&Frangipanis
Saturday, January 16, 2010
@ 6:41 PM
He would rise up from bed at dawn to climb trees, pick flowers and sell them to old florists.
One of his many favorites would be the frangipani tree.
He would cycle up hills and streets to deliver fruits and cardboard boxes to shops.
A long list of odd-jobs would appear on his resume if he had one.
He never went out of his house to meet friends or socialize.
He was poor, and never spent on anything that was unnecessary;
that meant his welfare.
Though out his whole life, his family was his only concern.
He worked for them,
and lived for them.
A sacrifice of love.
An example to be learnt.
This old man inspires.
His deeds remembered.
My unspoken words:
i love you
YeYe
i'll see you in heaven some day.
❤❤❤
hugs&muacks