the boy with hazel eyes

and the boy with hazel eyes falls asleep,
in the arms of his guardian angel,
soft, warm, protected from the world.

and the boy with hazel eyes opens his big heart,
to a world of wonder, and love and anticipation.

and the boy with hazel eyes no longer fears himself,
for himself is the first he should love,
and cherish,
and respect,
until the end of times.

and the boy with hazel eyes looks at his guardian angel,
and asks her,
'why do i feel pain?'

she answers,
'because of your big heart, my boy...
because you take the pain and make it yours...'

and the boy with hazel eyes cries....
pouring his heart out in her arms.

and she held him, she held him...
she held him....
until moments became eternity...
and the world melted into one.

and as she disappeared like a morning fog giving away to the sun,
he heard her say,
'you have such a great heart, my boy with hazel eyes,
and i feel your pain...
but fear not,
for my arms will always be there...
wherever you are.'

Changi, May 3, 2009