My Grumpy Yet Lovely Old Man

Well, he is always waking up when the sun rise and shine without any hesitate in every morning

He was a Captain of one big ship once

He is a Captain in this family. A captain without any co-captain.

Apparently his wing woman had flown away with her wings to heaving.

Left him with his broken wings.

But he is so strong. He do not take pity. He hates pity.

His pride is incredible. Unbearable. But it is amazing...

He never loses his glory.

He is feared by people. He is loved by his family.

He does have a broken wing. No, not broken, but only one wing left in his strong back side.

He never complains about that. He might make some mistake but he never meant any harm.

He is loved but it is not enough to fill any emptiness in his heart.

Loneliness is his identity. Loner is the person he becomes.

But he never really alone...

Maybe we just give him space that he needed.

Maybe we just not being slapped enough by his fragile presence.

Maybe we just too proud, yes, our ego is much bigger than his. But he was a captain, we’re just a child. We have no right to boast aroung and spill bullshit. Yes, we have no right...

Maybe we just love him in our unique way, do we?

Unique way?

I thought the line is truly defensive.

He had built his wall once, now he is to afraid to break our wall. Have we done something to brick his wall? Are we still shielded by our own wall untill now?

Is it his fault?

Is it our fault?

Is it my fault...

Dear God, please let him be okay...

Let my old man be okay...

Let us prove that we do make effort to break his once thick wall...