the old man was in his hammock; carrying his little grandson, the old man was humming an old tune. he didn't really know the sequence of the song; so, his humming kept going 'round in circles. someone new would think that the old man was always that gentle; yet, his neighbors knew the truth. for the old man has been the village drunk; he used to terrorize everyone who, unluckily, passed his way. the birth of his grandson changed him. he even smiles, a lot, these days. the old man. #hope #change #oldman #yqbaba
