His son had gone off to war several years ago, and he had been eagerly anticipating his return ever since. Every day, he would sit in the shade of the tree, looking out into the distance and hoping to see his son's familiar figure approaching.
As the sun began to set and the shadows lengthened, the old man's heart sank. It had been so long since he had last seen his beloved son, and he feared that perhaps he would never return. Tears welled up in his eyes as he thought of all the memories they had shared together, and all the time that had passed since then.
But just as he was about to give up hope, he saw a figure in the distance, walking slowly towards him. His heart leapt with joy as he realized it was his son, finally returning home. The old man stood up, his face breaking into a wide smile as he hurried towards his son, embracing him tightly.
Tears of happiness streamed down their faces as they held each other, grateful to be reunited at last. The old man thanked the heavens for bringing his son back to him, and vowed to never let him go again. Under the tree they sat, basking in the simple joy of being together once more, thankful for the bond that had kept them connected even through the darkest of days.
The old man was sitting under a tree and waiting patiently for his son.
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