Box Full of Donuts

One of the members of the family come home with an assorted donut. I feel like a child eating different flavour. I remember when our father came home from work, we were excited waiting every night . There was no night that he came home without food for us. That's how much he loved his children. He divided it in equal part between us. When our mother went on grocery, she did it too. That is why, we the children always follow their steps in upbringing our family. Tonight is a rainy night mesmerizing the moment when they were still alive. Donut is one of their best food they bought for us before.