TWELVE YEARS AGO AT THE CLEAR OPAL MANOR
Left alone in his suite, Dylan cried his heart out. He punched the pillows on his bed, threw them all away and tossed the bed linen on to the floor.
"What is there? What is there at the children's home? What do you mean by asking me that?", he spoke to no one in particular, mimicking his mother's words.
After a long time, when he had calmed down, he sat on his bed and rubbed his hands together.
He laughed mockingly and repeated his mother's words, "what is there? What is there at the children's home! well I will tell you what is there! …I will tell you what is there at the children's home! Mamma you asked me, I will tell you! I will tell you!! I will tell you who is there!" he cried as he left his bedroom and headed towards his study table.
Dylan fumbled through his desk drawers for his charging code, for his laptop battery was about to die. After he found the charger, he plugged it in as the tears rolled.
"You will soon know, mamma! You will soon know who is at the children's home! You asked me a question, and I will tell you! I will tell you who is at the children's home!" he cried large drops of tears which fell on his chest, on the back of his hands as well as on the laptop, as he typed away the poem. Each word came from the core of his heart:
THE POEM
She asked me, "What is there at the orphanage?"
I wanted to look into her eyes and tell her
Tell her that there is a girl at the orphanage
I never gathered enough courage
But should she ever ask me again
I will gather courage and tell her
There is a girl at the orphanage
There is a beautiful girl at the orphanage
She is the brightest girl I know
Her smile radiates warmth to my heart
The sun can shine during the day, and the moon at night
Yet her smile dominates them all
There is a girl at the orphanage
There is a girl at the orphanage
Her laugh is magnetic
She laughs freely, as if she has no care at all
There is a twinkle in her diamond eyes
She has everything perfect
She is the girl at the orphanage
There is a girl at the orphanage
She has a heart of gold
She loves and cares for everyone
She is willing to help anyone
Children big and small come around her,
Never tiring, she maintains her smile
I want to be friends with the girl at the orphanage
There is a girl at the orphanage
Her life seems simple and happy
She is disadvantaged, she has no parents
Yet not even once has she shown it
She smiles, she laughs, she is happy
There is a girl at the orphanage
I think about her when I am happy
I think about her when I am sad
When I eat, I wonder if she too has eaten
When I sleep, I believe she too will be falling asleep
I dream of her, and I wonder if she ever dreams of me
I wonder what she does in the mornings, as I prepare to start my day
I wonder if she has ever noticed me
There is a girl at the orphanage…
Every first Thursday of the month is my dream
I want to go; I want to see her
In the hall full of many kids, my eyes search for her
I see her, and she is always helping someone
Rocking a baby to sleep, or carrying a toddler
Helping a child to get water, or taking a little one to the bathroom
Fixing the collar of her friend, or helping a child to take off his jersey in the hot room
There is a girl at the orphanage
Her smile never disappears
I look for her and I see her
And yet I wonder; has she ever noticed me?
There is a girl at the orphanage
There is a girl at the orphanage
Her eyes seem to pierce into my heart
Her voice is angelic; it echoes through the place
It is the voice of an angel,
If angels could be seen, I believe they would look and sing just like her
I see her face in my dreams, I hear her song in my dream
When I close my eyes to sleep, I see her smile
I see her perfect face, she is too beautiful to be real
I hear her laughter and I hum to the tune of her song
Her song is my daily lullaby' it is also my wake up alarm
She has become a permanent resident of my mind
There is a girl as the orphanage
Every day I tell myself, I will greet her
Yet each time I see her, her beauty scares me off
I keep postponing, but one day I surely will…
There is a girl at the orphanage
And I need to know more about her . . .