She tumbled, she rolled, flew from across all the world seen and unseen just to rest in my distance, just to rest in the path I took. Once as the day was bright and full of the sun's melody borne and wonderfully reflected, she stood underneath the roof of the school we were at holding her kid sister's hand, so gently she reached out her hand to grab the mango that was quite close to her, though quite big and looking juicy it was nothing to steal my gaze from her ; as the light spectral shone across the tree leaves spreading so far into her eyes and across her face, I watched her take a bite and savour every...