CHILDHOOD COMES BUT ONCE
When I was around 13 and my brother just 10, father had promised to take us to the circus. But at lunch there was a phone call. Some urgent business required his attention downtown. My brother and I waited for the disappointment. Then we heard him say, ‘No, I won’t be down. It will have to wait’.
When he came back to the table, mother smiled and said,’ The circus keeps coming back you know.’
‘I know’ said father,’ but childhood doesn’t.
Arthur Gordon
1 comment:
A very touching story.It is true that childhood comes once in a lifetime.The story touched my heart.
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