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My Grandfathers Dying Wish

See problems they no worry Timothy He was raised by his Great Grandmother One day she taught him Miho you can make life beautiful or ugly Work hard, find a woman who has a strong back Beauty fades it doesn’t last long Now let me tell you A woman with a strong back may not be your perfect companion Times are changing, I think Faith is more important these days I say okay Grandma, can I have the horachata now that you made me No hush up! You can have it when I’m finished talking Timothy come your poor Grandfather wanted you to have this It is his Journal and I have never read out of it She hands it to me I am struck by it’s cover, it is brown and plain Yet it spoke to me by it’s elegant style These words were printed on the cover “Blanco Vendetta” I was drawn and pulled in untill I was covered by the spell The first page I open too it says “My first Mil Besos” The Temptess that blew my heart away I turn to page 33 It says “The story of an Apache Warrior” There are no rules to an Apache Warrior when it comes to fighting He says if you are my enemy I don’t care how but I’m gonna kill you Page 41 is like a fist full of words thrown across the page Barrio boxing, The protection of the Shield of Faith Brokenhearted for my careless speech has left her heartbroken Strengthened by Love “Amor” Nourished by the sunshine in her hand There is healing in its beams Blessed by her presence Del Dios I am Greatful I’m like Grandpa what did you say wrong Then these words come to me Give her your full attention when she speaks to you Because the Heart of the Wise studies how to answer So I close it and my finger brushes a bookmark It’s the Last page It says To: “Timothy my son who is as mighty as an army” I Thank you for the Greatest Gift For the Greatest Gifts are as small as your small hand that touched me I plant these seeds and they will take root and grow because you are good ground Timothy let me say That without you I would of never found my Faith in GOD Listen for it is your Grandfather who is dead and speechless Timothy you see the good in everything And I know you will understand my words clearly If a man gives you his word Promise me not to plan your future on it And if you give your word my son Do everything in your Power to fulfill it AND NEVER Promise more than you can deliver For it is better to put out more than you promised Everyman is considered unwise when he appears foolish I wish I could give you some insight about women But your Great Grandmother may help you better than I can But never timothy, Never be quick to fall in Love Or give your heart to a woman Listen carefully to her words when she speaks to you Cherish Her give her your full undue attention Because the Heart of the Wise studies how to answer Love your neighbors as yourself And do not strive against another man If he has done nothing wrong to offend you AS much as it is possible live peacefully with all men And it is okay for you to speak these things with your Great Grandmother She is a very wise and God-fearing woman Amor take the greatest care of her, I Love you Son Timothy when the time comes to avenge my death Hit harder then you ever have before But not in a Duel son, not like an open Vendetta Marry his daughter Maria The one who is pretty and Two years younger than you Oh! He will suffer greatly! And it will kill him to know that I chose this way to repay him And remember son to be ready to fight any man at the drop of a hat

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 11/9/2012 8:16:00 PM
hi,,were iz U... LOL... hope you are fine...PD
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Date: 11/6/2012 3:19:00 PM
Hello Tim, i think your grandfather looks deeper within you... that is where he is proud of you. He is in a place were he feel's who you truly are, with light and all.. thank you for the story, it is very touching , always~pd
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