The meaning of a Peach
Peach isn’t really my favorite color, but it happens to mean a lot. Since’ I was a little, my grandpa had owned a ranch, and he has many kinds of animals. He had a big front yard where there was this huge pretty garden. There were many kinds of trees all over the place, pecan trees, pine trees, and mainly peach trees. I remember how my little cousins and I would play out in the field and come back inside the house running to grandma. My grandpa would have fresh peaches on the dining table ready for us to eat. Those peaches were delicious, and oh how I miss them. That was our daily routine for many years. Many memories come from that same old ranch along with every peach.
My grandpa is my idol. He’s been through it all. Now he just sits there in his chair but that doesn’t change the fact of what an amazing man he is. Those peach trees are now dead, but their stays the memory of my childhood. Peach color, the memory of my grandpa.
nice sotry love how you feel about your grandpa, but it could use a bit more detail and expression still great story. :)
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