The person sitting at the fire quiet alone in his own world surrounded by family making noise having fun. His eyes have seen a lot.
Them sad green eyes have seen enough to make a boy wiser than the old grandpa with the grey beard. That old soul is just a random stranger.
You are a good soul. You are always good. It's sad to see the good in you and your family in the endless lives you have to say that you are appreciated as you are not to be a good friend of a person who sees you in a world full of children that have been there for you and I. I hate good souls for not being able to make a difference in this universe.
You are always a good soul you just have to face your fears arlo.