I hear the curious sounds of laughter,
I hear the bouncing of a ball.I hear the creaking of the swings,
Well, I hear many things.

In my world there is only hearing,
Nothing much to see.
Even if I tried I couldn’t,
Cause I lost my eyes when I was three.

I f I tried to play I couldn’t,
It’s not that easy for me,
I haven’t seen the colours of the world,
Cause I just can’t see, you see.

I have lived my life enough now,
I am old and glad to go,
I sorely wait for the moment,
When Uncle Death comes knocking at the door.

–Edwin Joseph.