She was not beautiful.
nothing about her was extraodinary.
nothing about her made her stand out in a crowd.
she grew up in a family of three, the eldest, she learnt
responsiblity at an early age.
as she grew, stronger, brighter, she instilled a sort
of light and cheer to whomever she met.
She was not beautiful, but she made
others feel beautiful about themselves.
she meets a rebel "boy" who thinks he is a "man".
befriending him, she teaches him how to read,
a little boost the 'man' needed to go to college.
They become fast friends and she fell, fast in
love with her rugged handsome and talkative student.
the 'man' then finds himself in a dilemma. However, she did
not know that he has been in love with another girl who he
knew for years before he met his "tutor". This girl was so
beautiful, she turned even the grouchiest
men's head. Her hair was a halo of light around her,
her eyes the bluest blue of the ocean.
like an angel he tells his tutor about his girl 'cause he
thought she just a tutor or just a friend.
Like a beautiful angel,
the girl swallows a lump at her throat.
she was shy, but she never lie.
she did not possess the heart of the one she loved but
she did not care.
as long as he was happy, she would be or so she tried to.
She helped him write the most beautiful letters to his
angel, all the time visioning it was she herself
receiving those very letters. and so that "tutor" helped him
choose the right clothes, say the right words, buy the
right gifts for his angel. His angel brought him much
joy, but much pain to the girl who cried behind her smiles.
but that never stopped her from giving more than she
will ever receive.
then one day, all hell broke loose.
the angel he loved left him for another man,
a richer more succesful man. The boy was stunned,
was so hurt he did not speak for days.
the girl went to him.
cried on her shoulder and she cried with him.
he hurt and so did she.
time went by and so the wounds heal. the boy realises
something about his friend/tutor he never realised before.
how her laughter sounded heavenly or how her silent smiles
brightened up the darkest days.
or how simply beautiful, yes beautiful she looked to him!
beautiful. this plain, simple girl was beautiful to him.
and he began to fall. fall so in love with this beautiful girl.
on one day, he picked up all his courage to see her.
he walked to her house, nervous and fidgeting, running
his thoughts over and over in his head.
he was going to tell her how beautiful she was to him.
he was going to tell her how wonderfully in love he was with her.
he knocked. no one was home.
the next day he found out.
the beautiful girl he fell in love with had a brain
aneurism that put her into a coma.
the doctors were grim and the family decided to let her go.
one final time he got to see her. he held her hand. he
stroked her hair. and he cried for this beautiful girl.
he cried for he'll never see her smile or hear her
speak his name.
he cried. but it was too late.
the beautiful girl was buried and the heavens broke
out in a beautiful spring shower, a cry for their loss.
she was the most beautiful girl in the world and she
had taught the rebel boy-man to love and what it is to be loved.
she was the most beautiful girl in the world.

look around you. aren't there a lot of plain faces?
take a good look. a real good look or you might just
miss out that beautiful person.
forever.

" You'll never be a loser unless you quit ..."
( La_Phonse)"