A Little Gentleman
On my way back, I saw a little boy sitting on the bus chair with his mom.
He kept looking at me curiously, and started smiling at me.
I smiled back at him, and he said to his mom. “Mommy, I like him.”
“Baby! Don’t bother the gentleman. Sorry, sir!”
“I am fine.”
The little boy kept smiling at me until they got out of the bus.
I am sure he liked me since he saw his face in my face.
And, I appreciate that for this boy let me think for a moment.
Thank you, little gentle man. Great sharing! I will keep it for a while.