The park bench was deserted as I sat down,
to read beneath the
long, straggly
branches of an old willow tree
disillusioned by life with good
reason to
frown,
for the world was intent on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before me with his head tilted down and said with
great
excitement,
"Look what I found!"
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
with its
petals all
worn - not enough rain, or too little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play,
I faked
a small
smile and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
and placed the
flower to
his nose
And declared with overacted surprise,
"It sure smells
pretty and
it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it; here, it's for
you."
The weed before me was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of
colors:orange, yellow
or red.
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So
I reached
for the flower, and replied,
"Just what I need"
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
he held it
mid-air without
reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
that
weed-toting boy
could not see: he was blind.
I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
as I thanked him
for picking
the very best one.
"You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play,
unaware
of the impact
he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to
see
a
self-pitying man beneath an old willow tree.
How did he know of
my
self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart,
he'd been blessed with true sight.
Through the eyes of a blind child,
at last I could see
the
problem was not
with the world;
the problem was me.
And for all of those times
I
myself had
been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life
and appreciate
every second
that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
and breathed in
the
fragrance of a beautiful rose
and smiled as I watched that young
boy,
Another weed in his hand,
About to change the life of an
unsuspecting old
man.
Today you were in my thoughts and I prayed for you...
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