she...

To me she was the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known,

A heart full of  kindness,

a fluid grace of courage

 a strength of conviction few ever dream of...

Tonight marks a historic day,

When she married me,

a blind war hero...

it was she who coined that word, Hero...

The last thing I ever saw was the sky,

 my aircraft nose diving into its death trap...

I do not know how I’ve survived,

I’ve never believed in god till then when she arrived...

Four times a day for twelve long weeks,

a menu-card of bruises, fractures and perpetual blindness,

a world of pain and impending death but she saved me from the jaws of death...

I would wait four hours to hear her voice gently waft by,

her gentle arm brush past in poetic agony,

fifteen long months I stayed routed to praying...

I asked every known god to gift me an eye,

she hugged me tight and asked if I would marry her...

To this day, fifteen years of love..

I’ve still not seen her...

She will still remain the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known....