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five minuts more

Sep 08, 2008 - 0 comments

while at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near the playground.
thats my son son over there, she said pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was swinging on a small bridge.
he's a fine looking boy'' the man said.
thats my daughter on the bike in thewhite dress.
then looking at his watch he called his daughter,
what do you say we go melissa,
melissa pleaded just five minutes more dad just five miutes more.
the man nodded and melissa continued to ride her bike to her hearts content, minutes passed and her father stood up and called again to his daughter time to go now.
again melissa pleaded five minuts more dad just five minutes more.
the man smiled and said ok.
my you certainly are a patient father the woman responded.
the man smiled and then saidher older brother tommy was killed by a drunk driver last year,while he was riding his bike near here.
i never spent much time with tommy and now i'd give anything for just five minutes more with him, i've vowed not to make the same mistake with melissa,
she thinks she has five more minutes to ride her bike,
the truth is i get five more minutes to watch her play

give someone you love just five minutes more

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