Before Blindness took over my Sight
When I use to Write…
With a Pen and with a piece of Paper
Words flew off the Pages quite Literally like
A Swan recovering from abroken Wing
Afraid to Fly until Flapping
And took Flight Immediately
Word didn’t only do a Pirouette when Sentences came About
Shapes and Designs and Scenes of Nature graced each Page I had my Hands on
I Wrote and I Drew like there was no Tomorrow until
The Day I realized that I might not Read and Write anymore
Written by Muniza Master
