He flew to me
In my dreams
Holding little ***** of light

He gave me one
And I kept good care of it
My cute little ball of light

But the world corrupted it
And now what was once my little ball of dreams
Is now nightmares of despair

But my little ball of light shall not perish
Because I will do anything
To help it

But he came back, and he saw
What had happened, but he wasn't mad.
He simply healed the ball and walked away