A Black Doll

The black fella with a set of white teeth, his friend once described him. So small and skinny was he that could twist a belt round that waist at least twice! He looked like a lost doll from WonderLand. He had skin so fine and smooth, he would be a shame to Barbie. His eyelashes curled with pride above those shining eyes of his. Needless to say, his hair fluttered just as the same. And, that just gave him the extra credits for being adorably appealing.

This exotic figure however often not appeared lingering at places most expected. He was seen missing at where he should be, and loitering elsewhere he shouldn't be. He was as mischievous as a monkey. If Darwin's theory of evolution fit this world, it's clear evident that his ancestors were ape. Delightfully, the Word nullified Darwin's idea, and this little fellow was loved abundantly by the Father.

His life spoke not of riches - a big house nor a big car. Having to leave a mother's nest from young to cuddle the embrace of a new home, his was marred. But, in him was a strong man. He was all joy though he was not the world. Miss "Ballet", he would tease, but that just drunk her with joy; even the morning glory would bloom by night. So little of him had she known, yet so much had he shown.

Indeed, he was a gem, an unknown treasure that glowed humbly in a chest of rocks.