Dayle ran with all his might,racing with wooden boxes with ez.
With the last box put down inside he grinned.
Oldy i am do- the boy fell onto the ground then snored.
The old man came into the shop and lift dayle to the wooden carriage.
"Nehee hee hee"
"Galop golap"
The horses marched towards groldy's home.
Eyes opened then dayle got up on soft bed.
Dayle turned his head an sees the old man groldy sitting peeling the a strange fruit.
"Morning oldy"
Groldy looked with at the boy and said we will train today with a serious expression.