Until I Met You

I thought I knew writing, was always so sure.

A come before B and he before her

And full stops were best and where commas should rest

Now every line feels like I’m failing a test

I thought I knew music, I knew I had skill

Each pitch and each note with my range I could kill

And wavers of voice, now no longer my choice

The songs sung before have escaped from my voice

I thought I knew colours, could name every hue

Could tell every Lilac from purple or blue

Now I stare at the walls and my vision just falls

I see no more colour when pacing the halls

I thought I knew artwork, yes all this is true.

Knew music, knew writing, knew lilacs from blues

Was sure of it all, yes still this is true

I knew who I was until I met you.

Ross Lynn