the glimpse

down by the sally gardens my love and I did meet;
she passed the sally gardens with little snow white feet;
she bid me take love easy,as the leaves grow on tree;
but I,being young and foolish, with her would not agree.
in a feId by the river my love and I stand,
and on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow white head;
she bid me to take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
but I was young and foolish , and now am full of tears
W.B.yeats
there she was unable to understand what curse has brought her into this world that hates her so much without no fault of hers
the sun started to wake up from its slumbers.....she heard her daily share of most profound profane language used in bring her back from the dreams of her flying off like a bird ......the sleep took her a while now she was 16 and ready to see the worst nightmare ......she took a look at her in the shadow of the water and she felt for the first time what it looks like to be beautiful.....her life was just begining to unfold before her eyes......the most beautiful feelings of all was to take birth in her.......love