ALL IN ONE

“Oh!  Lord of the Heaven!

Wither have thee gone?

Answer my daily prayer”.

Cried a blind beggar.

The pity of Heaven,

Touched his inner vision,

And he stood aghast,

Before the Lord at last.

“My son!  ‘Am pleased!!

Your prayer now answered.

Not more than a boon,

Well, ask me, soon.

“Oh!  Lord of Lords!!

To speak, I’ve no words,

Let me see my grandson rocked

In a cradle, made of gold!!!

Lord smiled and blessed,

So, as he wished.

What a package boon,

The wise beggar won!

He got his sight,

An estate, to his delight.

A good looking wife,

And a healthy long life.

He got all the riches,

To fulfil his wishes.

Later went to Heaven,

Long after his grandson.