Flowers clutched in her fist,
The bangles that danced on her wrist.
Her white frock that flowed,
Waved in the sweet breeze that blowed.
The smile on her face,
The very essence of grace!
The sun in the west set,
Birds that dotted the sky returned to their nest.
Fisherman pulled in their boat,
Laughter amid nature wrote.
Waves kissed the golden shore,
She sniffed in the salty air grinning at the oceans roar.
The golden glow enlightened her face,
Her free hand played with her frocks satin lace.
The breeze grew stronger,
As night grew closer.
A silent tear escaped her eyes,
Eyes that could not see.
She could see no beauty delights,
She has no light
On the beach a cloaked man rode,
On burnished hooves his horse trod.
He rode with eyes burning bright,
Under the sky now night.
He unmounted and came to stand near,
She breathed in fear. . .
%u201CFear not sweet girl%u201D
Something in the voice made her warm.
He took her hand in his,
On her head planted a kiss.
She was put into a mild trance,
Doing of his countenance.
%u201CWhat is thy name, dear?%u201D
In a whisper she said%u201D May Pear%u201D
%u201CTake care May%u201D
And he disappeared with that say.
Something dazzled bright,
Streaks of light.
Her eye lids fluttered ,
Dusk beheld her eyes.
She saw!
Heart of pure,
She was given the cure.
The gift of sight.
For those who think the world beautiful,
Get the sight to the creation of nature.
Nature sent an angel that night,
To fulfill the only wish of the girl who wanted to see her.
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