Beautiful eye's

I saw a child playing with marbles this morning. He seemed to be very happy. As I went closer my blood ran cold because those were not the marbles he was playing with. Those were real eyes. I asked him from where he got them. He grinned and answered in a puerile manner, "yesterday I saw this girl with these beautiful eye's. And I was so amazed with them that I took 'em away from her. And now it's fun playing with 'em.