Silenced I am
Loss of my voice
my lifelong friend
no song to sing
How can
my thoughts take wing
without the voice
on which they depend
Sound has fled
left me when
I need it more
than ever then
I sit down
and see the pen
My thought takes wing
they fly again
I am free, I can think
words soar in strokes
of pen and ink
oh thank you
my newfound friend
my only savoir
this little pen

02/26/2005