Work Or Art
Many people are judgemental upon first glance of my walls
I see my small child's artwork building her up tall
How could you let her draw on everything? Oh what a disaster!
Headstrong and independent she's no puppet but her own master
For an autistic child who wouldn't pick up a crayon marker pencil or pen
She amazes me everyday to no end
She's tapped into her creativity and it has no bounds
She also struggles with sensory processing disorder and her art helps her drown out those scary sounds
She expresses herself through her art
From the blood in her veins pouring from her heart
She's jumped so many hurdles and through her art she's pulling out more words
Her very first "I love you" is by far the sweetest thing I've ever heard
It was difficult for her to form a sentence let alone sing a song
Her voice is like that of an angels, forgive me but to take a pen from her feels wrong
Her detailed drawings are inspiring and bring so much hope
They bring a smile to my face and heart, no anger or scolding nope nope nope
She needs compassion and understanding not strict limitations
Shes already surprised many with a negative outlook far exceeding their expectations
She doesn't give up and holds her head high
It's been an honor and privilege to watch her strive as she spreads her wings to fly
She smiles and laughs at the impossible
She's quick on the draw as she proves it all plausible
With all of her potential there's no telling how far she will go
With her faith and belief in herself she'll reach the stars as she continues to grow
Copyright © Melissa Tracy | Year Posted 2019
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