Her Garden In The Sky

I knew a girl when I was young who had a disease I couldn't pronounce. She visited my memory recently so part of our story...I'll recount. When the sun was up, her parents had no choice, they had to keep her in, for any exposure to the sun would cause lesions on her skin. So I would visit her at night It was a special time of ours. We would laugh and sing and play and picnic under the stars. But they were never stars to her. She saw through a different set of eyes. The moon became her sun and the stars...her garden in the sky. And she loved to play under those stars and watch her garden grow. She'd say, "I have the only garden in the universe where flowers actually glow! " She died at much too early an age… when I think of her I still cry... and I hope my tears float up to her in heaven and water her garden in the sky.